Showing posts with label Romcommedia Francaise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romcommedia Francaise. Show all posts

Nov 9, 2013

Fantastic quote from the Wife

A couple of days ago.

I finally got to see my little Romcommedia Francaise, Populaire, and The Wife started talking about the predictability of such films, and I tried in vain to extol the peripheral virtues of period romantic comedies like this one.  That she should indulge and treat herself to the great period music, and the score, the fabulous hair and make up, production design, costumes, etc, and then I topped it off with a statement like this, "And besides, we are only five minutes in to this film.  You have not seen enough to pass any kind of judgement."

And, the Wife said, "Michael, I have already seen this film.  I have been watching this same film over and over again now for twelve years."

Ah, relationships, right? I love her so much.

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Populaire is wonderful.  It is a Fleur de Sel Caramel.  It is Nougat de Montélimar.  It is all eye popping primary colors, and bouncy music, and as they say in Sullivan's Travels, "With a little sex in it."

The male lead, Romaine Duris, was alright, and he needs to stop smirking all the time, but the real stars were the peripheral things I spoke of earlier, and Déborah François.

Ms François is a legitimate comedic talent, and is about as fetching as is possible.  I sincerely hope to see her in many more movies to come.

(Also, Populaire has the best opening titles I have seen in years.  They should give out Oscars for best opening titles.  My faves recently have been this one and An Education.)

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As for tonight,  I finished watching Barry Lyndon this morning, and I have already set up the dvd player for Ninotchka the minute I hit the couch, and pour myself a glass of Schramsberg Mirabelle Brut.

Everyone have a great and wonderful Saturday night.  I am starting to feel better now, and I love you all.


Mwah, 
Ardent
























She is such a door bell!


Sep 7, 2013

I do not think the Wife is as excited as me



About this little French truffle of a film.  But these period romcoms, so heavy on style, are right in my wheelhouse.  It is playing for only one week in the City, starting on the thirteenth.  Hopefully we will be able to get out there and see it before it moves along to the next town.

(By the by, I love the new Bay Bridge.  I give it an A grade!)

I am still very excited to see Populaire, even though Bérénice Bejo is in it.  Ms Bejo's talents remind me Donald O'Connor describing Lena Lamont in Singin' in the Rain, "She can't act.  She can't sing.  And she can't dance.  A triple threat."


xxxoooxxx,
All my love,
Ardent

Aug 10, 2012

I love my Apple teevee because



Right now I am rolling through Netflix's massive collection of streaming French romcoms of the aughts, watching one just about every other night.

They are not always great, or even good sometimes, but they hit me in a sweet spot like dessert. These films are truffles, rich luxurious barely naughty indulgences.  And I am always left wiping the chocolate from my mouth after they are done.

But, on my journeys through Romcommedia Francaise (my passport was stamped with a kiss, mais oui!) I have discovered one film that it is not available streaming, 8 Femmes, from 2002, starring:  Catherine Deneuve, Isabelle Huppert, Virginie Ledoyen, Ludivine Sagnier, Fanny Ardant (what a great name), and Emmanuelle Beart.  Oh, dear.  How have I missed this? So, I will track down this film and watch it as soon as possible.  It is a period chateau murder mystery with an all female cast and singing and dancing, too!

This is my type of dessert.



Watch this space for more news and pictures of my journeys.  There will be lots of postcards, I promise.











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