Le doigt montre le ciel. L'imbecile regarde le doigt.
So, it's French Cinema Weekend on channel 1, and I just watched the most beautiful movie. Sandrine Bonnaire has been a long time favourite actress of mine, since Est-Quest in 1999. I think she really is sort of the quintessential French actress, of the kind of French cinema I adore; subtle, nuanced, allegorical, the kind that uses frame composition and images in lieu of unnecessary words. So I was sitting with my parents in the living room tonight and we happened to land upon a film I have heard of but never got to watch: it's called L'Equipier, which I think is translated to English as "The Light", and if you can get your hands on it, I HIGHLY recommend it. It reminded me very much of The Shipping News, with hope and love in unlikely places, and the imagery is amazing--like seeing a really good book come to life. I do think it's based on a book, and if I can get a hold of it I'll read it; I wouldn't mind trying to read in French, even, if it wasn't translated. It's about time I should read a book in French. I'm considering taking some lessons so I can be more fluent. Anyway, watch the film if you can; if not for the imagery, brilliant direction, subtle dialogue and stunning cinematography, then for this:
OH HAI GREGORI DERANGERE. LETS HAVE ALL THE SECKS, 'KAY? KAY!
I SEET ON YOUR PALM EET EES SO COMFORTABLE AS I SEET I SEENG MY SONG: BOK BOK BOKEE