rita et les oiseaux.

a música da piscina.

Une femme est une femme vs. Vivre sa vie

Marion: It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing.

It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first

before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story.

I really love this one. When I think that it’s over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes,

I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been

together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely.

Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy,

then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness

start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness

meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There’s a moment in life

where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty

percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by

sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses.

Quero muito ver isto.

Em "Mes Copains", primeiro trabalho de Garrel como realizador, sentimos um ambiente muito intimista,

entre amigos, conversas banais, uma ida ao café, os dramas de um, as piadas de outro. Há claramente

uma influência do trabalho de Christophe Honoré, e das personagens que com ele trabalha.

Desta vez parece-me que Garrel ganha uma certa maturidade com a câmara, com o preto e branco

tipicamente à Garrel (pai) e com referências cinematográficas como a mítica cena do filme "Le Mépris"

de Jean-Luc Godard.

Espero que isto me apareça em algum dos Festivais de Cinema por cá ainda este ano.

Le Petit Tailleur, Louis Garrel

Dia 29 de Agosto ou dia 5 de Setembro não me escapam.

Non, non.

L'été quand la ville s'ensommeille
Chez nous y'a du soleil qui s'attarde
Je pose ma tête sur ses reins
Je prends doucement sa main et j'la garde

VIVRE SA VIE Jean-Luc Godard

Anna Karina dance

Estou outra vez com a febre da Nouvelle Vague.

Cheira-me a férias cheias de Godard e afins.

Je sais pas porquoi, quando vi a curta-metragem "Les fiancés du pont Mac Donald"

integrada no filme "Cléo de 5 à 7" da Agnès Varda não reparei neste pequeno (ou grande!!)

pormenor. C'est le monsieur Jean-Luc Godard num revivalismo de Buster Keaton e a

chérie da Anna Karina.

"Beware of dark sunglasses."

This is tea danceeee!