ensemble poster design — Centered Group · Oversized Title · Bottom Title

A French animated sci-fi movie poster as a split neon-noir portrait. At the center, a blonde animated woman's face stares forward, split down the middle by a glowing vertical line — one side human in warm orange, the other a red robotic visage. Behind her, a dark Mars cityscape of towers under stars, with four smaller characters: a woman, a man with a gun, a shouting man, and a golden android. Across the bottom, the English words "MARS EXPRESS" appear in huge black capitals on a white band, with a red title reading "TITLE" beneath in bold type. The lighting is electric noir: the split line burns white while the city glows in the dark. The color palette is mars-neon: black, orange, red, and the white band. The composition is a human-machine divide, and the poster closes with a mood of stylish, hardboiled futurism in a Jérémie Périn style. The robotic eye's red glows, and the towers' lights are tiny. The blonde hair's straightness' sleekness shines. Its gold's brightness glows. The forward stare's calm's depth unsettles. Its blue eyes' coolness pierces. The glowing line's white's burn divides. Its verticality's precision is surgical. The warm orange's human side's glow comforts. Its blush's warmth is alive. The red visage's robotic's coldness chills. Its plates' metal gleams. The dark cityscape's towers' silhouettes' pierce. Their lights' pinpricks twinkle. The starry sky's black's depth swallows. Its stars' glitter is distant. The woman's stance's watchfulness waits. Her dark hair's length flows. The gun man's aim's steadiness holds. His pistol's black is small. The shouting man's mouth's openness roars. His fist's raise pumps. The golden android's metal's sheen's glints. Her calm's eeriness unnerves. The black capitals' weight's heavy is bold. Their whiteness' band pops. The red title's type's boldness matches. The electric light's noir has no day. The white's burn is judgment. The mars-neon's black is space. The hardboiled futurism's stylish is the director's mark. The poster's divide is absolute. The gleaming's metal is soul. The tiny's lights are hope. The orange is the color of a sunset on a world that isn't Earth. The stare, the poster says, is the question. The question hangs, the express departs, and Mars is waiting. The Mars neon glows, the Périn style shines, and the future is French. The French future shines, the animation is bold, and the express is on time. The on-time express speeds, the red eye watches, and the noir is electric.