Showing posts with label French films. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French films. Show all posts

Friday, June 4, 2010

Laurent Tirard's 2007 film MOLIERE



In 1644, Jean-Baptiste Poquelin, dit Molière, is a twenty-two year old actor whose talent for tragedy is obviously outweighed by his talent for comedy. However, despite his undeniably bad acting, the future founder of the Comédie Française stubbornly continues to stage tragedies. One day, after being imprisoned by impatient creditors, he disappears. Thus begins a
mysterious ten-year period unaccounted for in experts' records of Molière’s life.

French film director Laurent Tirard’s scenario imagines what may have transpired during those ten years and suggests that the experiences lived during those years fed the playwright’s genius to develop the psychological depth of the characters for which he is so well known.

The film resonates with Molière’s language as it situates some of his wittiest and most powerful retorts in the dialogue of everyday life. It sings and singes on the lips of the talented cast, beginning with Romain Duris as the young Molière. Fabio Luchini incarnates to perfection Monsieur Jourdain, a phantasmagorical bourgeois gentilhomme. Towards the end of the movie, Luchini is nothing short of spectacular in his finessing of a scene where the usually bumbling, too-eager-to-impress-nobility Jourdain drops his charade to express himself frankly and with such unexpected truthful wit that the Marquise (played by Ludovine Sagnier) is left uncharacteristically speechless. The scene is a key moment in the film in its depiction of the age-old French binary opposition of être and paraître (being over appearance). Edouard Baer and Laura Morante give equally notable performances: Baer as the opportunistic, back-stabbing but ever elegant marquis and Morante as Jourdain’s wife and Molière’s insightful, provocative muse.

Like Molière’s plays – intelligent, amusing music for the eyes, ears and mind – Tirard’s Molière puts its finger on an unchanging humanity. The cleverly imagined period piece is in perfect harmony with today’s values… listen up for the zinger on commerce with China….

Two web sites, in French, about the film:

Monday, January 4, 2010

Je ne suis pas là pour être aimé

"I'm not here to be loved": a defiant (or disappointed) declaration to ring in 2010? No; with the holidays over and the house awash in a much-welcomed tranquillity, we stoked the fire, made a pizza then settled in to watch a movie.


Je ne suis là pour être aimé is the title of an excellent French film by director Stéphane Brizé.



Brizé's highly nuanced work spins around communication and the (seeming) lack thereof. We see and feel balance and finesse in all aspects of this film: each detail plays into the theme, with expertly controled performances by each actor, right down to the smallest part. Patrick Chesnais is superb, as is his counterpart Anne Consigny. Cudos for script by Brizé and Juliette Sales and for the original music by composers Eduardo Makaroff and Christoph H. Muller.


The synopsis on the back of the DVD tells us that 50 year old Jean-Claude is tired of just about everything in his life... until he starts to take tango lessons. Sound familiar? Remember Masayuki Suo's 1996 film, Shall We Dansu? and Peter Chelsom's 2004 American rendition of it (Shall We Dance?), with Richard Geer, Susan Sarandon, Jennifer Lopez and Stanley Tucci as leads.


Brizé's Je ne suis pas là pour être aimé is in that vein but ever so much more. If the holidays (or life) have you sighing with fatigue, give this film a watch. In French, with English subtitles. It's cinematic art in top form.