I must sharpen my kitchen knives – the point at which I have to use force to cut a tomato is long gone… I hate doing it and blame Jean-Claude Dreyfus (Delicatessen cannibal butcher if you recall) for making it seem so creepy… But I sliced into the cushion of my little finger last week and it still hurts (the cut is healed, but the trauma from how much force I was using when the knife came down – aïe ouille).
Wouldn’t you think twice about going anywhere near a knife or sharpening one after watching Delicatessen? Me too.
Has it already been a week? Dang.
All right: have some Sophie Marceau doing a happy little dance until I come back with more pictures and stories. It’s taken by the way from a not so good French film (Fanfan) – if you ask me this is the best part.
PS: Would you find it useful if I wrote some French movie and tv reviews?
PPS: You might be puzzled as to why Vincent Pérez is also dancing and what is actually going on. He rented the studio next door to Fanfan and had a fancy two-way mirror installed so he can watch her (he thinks he’s in love with her but he’s already engaged, bla bla bla). Creepy? Much.
This video was shot when the movie came out and shows her rehearsing her dance moves in front of her tv. Adorable I say.
I had almost given up on François Truffaut: my favourite was Vivement Dimanche (his last film), and I really hadn’t liked every other I had seen from him (Les Quatre Cents Coups, Tirez sur le pianiste, Jules et Jim). But Le Dernier Métro was amazing: shot in 1980, it captures so well the atmosphere of occupied Paris, and focuses on a troupe of comedians and a small theatre in Montmartre.
Watch it: you must!
(Image is from here).