Author and ex-filmmaker
|Il GRANDE SILENZIO
|Gidget Goes Hawaiian
|No Sex Last Night
|GLISSEMENTS PROGRESSIFS DU PLAISIR
Sorry to spoil the party, but cinema is historically a solitary experience about watching in the dark, passing time and the art of dying. How many films that stink of death have slaughtered for our entertainment? The older one gets, what matters is films seen where, when, at what age (Foreign Correspondent; six years old) and with whom, hence the inclusion of films watched with my two sons (your guess which titles). In the end one gets caught between the hard-edged, the unacceptable, bad weather, dubious anthropology and frivolity. The Great Gatsby's last line – “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past” – makes the F. Scott Fitzgerald joke in Ted 2 all the funnier.