Monday, December 07, 2015
Let's hear it again
Today, for the umpteenth time, my favorite movie.
Les Chansons d’Amour / Love Songs (2007)
Christophe Honoré's conception of modern love in the City of Paris.
It is not perfect. Look at the review.
But it is quite enough for me. I have seen it a dozen times and do not get tired.
I am not perfect either.
I will not bore you with detail about the film. All of that would be a spoiler because all of it is at least mildly surprising and unconventional.
One slight hint. This is also a gay film. Hidden in those little songs is a gay theme trying to get out and, well, in the end, it does.
But you have to see it and feel it and most of all sing with it.
I was a fan of all the old MGM musicals. I am quite used to song and love in one dollop. I like it. It is imbedded in my soul. I think, perhaps, I have seen every one of those at least once. Even Kathryn Grayson. A thin soprano with a doll face.
I, oddly, did not fall in love with the men. Howard Keel was too butch and some of the others did not have a lot except the voice.
None of them turned out to be timeless. I would not look at any of them today.
Could not.
But Honoré has resurrected the form beautifully and his actors have the void and the charm to carry it out. I am not sure but I believe that all of this is dubbed. But the synch is perfect. The wonders of modern technology. Howard Keel never had it this good.
A 5 out of Netflix5.
Oh. I got it out to see because a photo of the two guys was on the screensaver that I was using last week. They are everywhere when I am supposed to get out the DVD and see it again.
No subtitles for this clip. It is all in the visuals anyway. It is a series of short takes out of the film and not in order.
