«In "The Four Stories of Alice", Myriam Jacob-Allard explores a narrative that, by its persistence, is part of the family tradition. This story, told countless times by her grandmother, is an implausible tale of the time when a hurricane worthy of The Wizard of Oz, when she was a child, picked her up and sent her flying.

The video, whose image is split in two, shows images documenting tornadoes and hurricanes on one side, taken from the internet or disaster films, and the artist reading a weather forecast against an amateur green background on the other side. Here Jacob-Allard synchronizes a story told by her grandmother. A montage/collage of images to her left flows to illustrate the story. The visual codes of the television weather forecast quickly become secondary to four different versions of her grandmother's story, which Jacob-Allard recorded over a period of ten years. As the years pass, the story changes. The key points remain, but the sequence of events is different, and, interestingly, the more time passes, the more the story goes back, with her grandmother saying she was fourteen, then thirteen, then twelve, then eleven. Les quatre récits d’Alice, in its many unfoldings, becomes a kind of essay on memory, transmission, and belonging. By repeating the various versions of Alice’s tale, Jacob-Allard makes the story his own. This appropriation is embodied in his dubbing, as she distances herself, so demanding does the act of performing it seem. This distancing speaks to the subjectivity of memory—something like the grandmother distancing herself more and more from the time of her own story, modifying it along the way—as well as to the need for moorings in the construction of identity and the desire for liberation. oneself in order to evolve. Beneath the surface, the potential for universality of a private story can be seen taking shape, but also, as a sign of the times in this moment of great uniformity, the deep desire to reconnect with - or even to invent - a unique story of one's own.»

- France Choinière (excerpt from the book T’envoler, «Clerval vallée claire ou claire vallée», Dazibao)