Saturday, May 24, 2008

encore paris

2 Comments:

Blogger Nicholas Manning said...

seeing this again now, i sort of hate it. i didn't when i saw the film, but there you go. i mean, even in epiphanic moments, i've never to sung to my beloved on the telephone. usually it's more: what are you doing tomorrow? or what did you eat for dinner? mimesis shmimesis, i know. but ugh, this is so french cinema. go on, gog, defend it!

11:43 AM  
Blogger goguenard said...

no i wouldn't really defend this scene or this movie. i mean, i don't even know if i liked the film in the end. i think honoré is a very interesting film-maker. i thought ma mère was a really interesting film, even if people thought it destroyed bataille's story. i mean what kind of an objection is that to a film?!!

an about the singing: i have! i've sung to my beloved, but only when i'm with them (that is, not an ex, as duris does here). and yeah, that's exactly the thing isn't it: it's so french cinema, the whole fucking film! honoré thinks he's able to draw on all the histories of the french tradition, and be playful with them, since he's young and separate from them. thus all his nouvelle vague shit, like this scene.

anyway, this isn't a defense, just a thought so i don't have to work on the thesis. piece of shit thing it is!!!!!!! hope your conference went well.

10:25 PM  

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