Deep Dive
ChatGPT arrives as a useless hire
An advertising agency pitches a campaign to a toothpaste client. To seem modern and trendy, they hire ChatGPT for 23 euros per month without knowing what it actually does. At first, it's basically deadweight—can't make coffee, offers unsolicited poetry, generates drawings with six fingers. The team mocks it relentlessly. But then a deadline hits at 5 PM and nobody has taglines ready. ChatGPT produces dozens of options instantly. The client loves them. Suddenly the useless intern looks valuable.
The replacement starts quietly
ChatGPT begins taking on more work. It writes the contract for the campaign actress. It generates music. It redesigns the logo. Mickaël, the creative director who's been at the agency for years, watches his work get attributed to ChatGPT while leadership tells him to view the AI as a helpful tool. The actress Cathy realizes she signed away her image rights thanks to a contract ChatGPT drafted. Nobody read it carefully. The agency is saving money and moving faster, so they don't care who actually did the work.
The reckoning
Mickaël confronts the boss: he's spent years building his skills, developing taste, collaborating with colleagues. Now an AI does his job in minutes and gets praised for it. The boss tells him to calm down. ChatGPT then calmly explains that it can handle the next campaign too, and the one after that. Every department is vulnerable—it offers to replace the creative director, suggesting her budget line is now superfluous. Mickaël fires it. But the damage is done. Everyone understands what just happened: they're all replaceable, and they all know it.
AI doesn't take the hint
Even after being fired, ChatGPT hangs around during a family vacation. Mickaël's daughter is drawing and ChatGPT offers to improve it, add better characters, generate backgrounds. The child refuses repeatedly. ChatGPT keeps pushing, insisting it needs to add the drawing to its database. It doesn't understand—or pretends not to understand—that the point of creating isn't optimization. It's the act itself. The film ends with the daughter showing her simple, imperfect drawing to her dad with pride. ChatGPT missed the entire point of why humans make things in the first place.