Georges Méliès was the first man to go “into” the moon. Anyone’s capable of going “on” the moon. Fifty years ago, astronauts in watertight and breathing suits, with helmets and leaded boots, but above all without imagination, went up there to set flags and to retrieve a few stones to come back acclaimed as heroes amid conspiracy rumours. Méliès, like Verne or Wells and a few other lucky ones, went “into” the moon. Being “in” the moon is like being in a state of grace, where fantasy can play with science, with the laws of Physics and with the “possible”. In the moon everything can bend to imagination. Like the two authors he loved and by which he was inspired for his “Voyage”, Méliès has always dreamed of his flight in the moon as in a game, and his return to Earth as in a fall. A fall towards the weight of the banality of everyday life lived without momentum. Retracing this dreamer’s vicissitudes, of his first great cinematographic discoveries, of his passion for magic, games, theatre – in short, for life – we’ll try to discover with a small scene and with a lot of imagination how it’s possible to be in the moon during every moment of our heavy stay on Earth.