November 9, 2001
Day 2 of the Atlanta gay film festival.
This was a much more satisfying film going experience, not due entirely to my actually understanding a little French.
First, I was stunned and nostalgic for the beauty of the French countryside. There is nothing like seeing the Cathedral of Chartres in the shimmering distance of a summer day. I have seen the real thing and this film captured it perfectly. Bravo to the cinimatographer.
I think the film also capured that je ne sais quoi that is peculiar to the French.
This was the only Atlanta showing of this film. It played to about 50 people. Thank you, President Bush, for snarling traffic so bad that people were afraid to go out to the movies.
