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Cahiers du Cinéma: Comedy and Kechiche
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Why a praise of comedy today? In our «dix tares du cinéma d’auteur» published
in our last December issue (which continues to serve us as a compass) there was
prominently featured the fault of "papal seriousness" of all these auteur
films that by force of being so serious become unwatchable or succumb to be
involuntarily comic. The cinema that we defend reserve instead a distance, an
irony, an elegance, whether it is David Cronenberg, Wes Anderson, Hong Sang-
soo, Leos Carax, Harmony Korine or JJ Abrams. This is the mark of great
filmmakers to mix genres with ease and to create ruptures of tone. The two surprise
successes of this summer surprises, L’Inconnu
du lac by Alain Guiraudie and Frances
Ha by Noah Baumbach, are shining examples. Regarding the renewing of French
cinema in these last few months, the films rely much of their approach on
comedy (La Bataille de Solférino by
Justine Triet, La Fille du 14 Juillet
by Antonin Peretjatko). After our praise of eroticism last year, and our praise
of lyricism there were a few months ago, this issue participates in this same
tradition and reaffirms our focus on a cinema of strong emotions, against that
of being mild or shy or well-behaved, which has been developing just about
everywhere. To praise comedy presupposes some kind of idea about comedy. A conception
that is not at all weak. [ ...] This is the adjective of the wildest comedies: Magnificent because it is poetic. It has
to do with temporal shortcuts, differences between one’s age and body, falls
that are fast and slow, the invention of gestures that are unforgettable, and
becoming a child or animal again and to make others laugh and marvel. Magnificent because it is passionate. These
films shine by their candor and their praise of friendship or l’amour fou between characters that
"are pure in their heart and feeble doing everything else," like they
say in the latest Farrelly brothers film." - Stéphane Delorme (Editorial Comédie, N.692)
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"The logic of this issue follows a montage between
two French filmmakers, an assembly that concentrated all our forces: Abdellatif
Kechiche, crowned with the Palme d'Or for La
Vie d’Adèle, and John Grémillon, the eternal maudit of French cinema. We won’t hide the fact that Kechiche’s
film divided us, perhaps primarily because the film itself is divided. The two
chapters are more like two episodes then like two moments of a demonstration, similar
to the films of Stanley Kubrick, a master of films broken into two (and which Adèle
cites in the film as her favorite filmmaker). [ ... ] There is no specific actuality
about Grémillon going on right now, but there has been a slow accumulation of
events in the last three years that has him returning always more deeper into
our spirits. There was the publishing of his remarkable writing about the
cinema, and the release of his films from Gaumont of Daïnah la métisse, Pattes
blanches et L’Amour d’une femme,
and coming out in November there will be Lumière
d’été. If we don’t do a Grémillon event now, if we don’t press this as a
major and urgent actuality, he will again not find his place in Cahiers and a new generation might
overlook him. We remember the last failure, it was ten years ago, when the
rooms of his retrospective at the Cinémathèque remained half empty.
Systematically missing Grémillon is to refuse to enter into what the French
cinema can truly offer which is the most beautiful, intense and tender: the
best." - Stéphane Delorme (Editorial Kechiche/Grémillon, N.693)
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