The following day’s blues…
Let me introduce a football touch here, I’m not a football fan but the World Cup woke up my Frenchy football sides … Indeed, the rising fever of joy these last weeks gained the majority of the population, and we saw again crazyness in streets and all cafés of France… Many opinions expressed but all were good surprised by our new-old French team. As Aymé Jacquet in 1998, nobody trusted the choices of Raymond Domenech, but both of them actually did it : France was of the Final match in 1998 as well as this year. Personally I didn’t follow all the competition, but was very impressed by their performance against Brasil : the brasilians seemed completely erased by French. And still much respect for the defensor Lilian Thuram, great mind this one, and let’s forget Zidane’s so unexplainable misdemeanour…
So, unlike 1998 that crowned us, Sunday’s final match against Italy let us dull : our French team (les bleus – or les vieux as some says) aren’t World Champion once again, we were so close though… The defeat on penalty is so unfair ! :o(
Let me think… the French team of 1998 had 2 Armenian players Djorkaeff and Boghossian. And what about this year ? No Armenian… Naaaa, Just my Armenian football side waking up ! ;o)
Anyway, as promised I saw Guediguian’s new movie on Armenia, twice, and am about to go back again in cinema … I guess I cannot be objective about it, since I simply loved to see Armenia again and so many things that remind me what I met there.
The story : a woman (married, with a daughter), who have to go in Armenia, looking for her father who disappear as she was about to announce him that he had to undergo a surgical heart operation (she’s cardiologist). Her father is Armenian, but it means nothing for her, she was raised as a boy by her father and made a point to live all her life by successes only due to her own efforts. And she “succeeded” : strong woman, no doubt about anything, rather angry against her father. She lands in Armenia that she first doesn’t even care about, and then little and big stories happens… but you’ll guess the general idea of the suite, it’s simply not always possible to stay indifferent with the roots !
Basic story but I get very touched by this film and want to see it again. Fortunately I’ve also heard other opinions that are confirming the value of the movie, a real good work, simple and true. For sure the movie is rather faithful and complete about the reality of the country. No compromise, we saw all sides, good as bad ones. The french people who talked about it to me really found it very nice too, one of them simply would have liked to see more landscapes of Armenia. I can’t blame her but many other true beautiful things were available…
As someone commented the last time, Guediguian always works with the same actors, like his wife Ariane Ascaride who won a French cinema price (César of the best actress) in 1998 for her role in Guediguian’s “Marius et Jeannette”, and who plays the doctor-daughter. Really interesting to notice that she, who is not Armenian, is the real origin of this film’s creation, about Armenia. Abris Digin Ariane ! And here is a special note for another one of these Guédiguian’s usual team, Gerard Meylan : really amazing to see how a French can learn and speak oriental Armenian, but it somehow scratched me to see how he played when he spoke Armenian, nearly caricatural…But I would say that the explanation is simply that he was playing an Armenian of Marseille… marsilliatsiner@ are well known for their very lively and singing accent ! ;o) Apart from that, I still adore Simon Abkarian, gadarial actor in my opinion, a boss.
Ciao !
So, unlike 1998 that crowned us, Sunday’s final match against Italy let us dull : our French team (les bleus – or les vieux as some says) aren’t World Champion once again, we were so close though… The defeat on penalty is so unfair ! :o(
Let me think… the French team of 1998 had 2 Armenian players Djorkaeff and Boghossian. And what about this year ? No Armenian… Naaaa, Just my Armenian football side waking up ! ;o)
Anyway, as promised I saw Guediguian’s new movie on Armenia, twice, and am about to go back again in cinema … I guess I cannot be objective about it, since I simply loved to see Armenia again and so many things that remind me what I met there.
The story : a woman (married, with a daughter), who have to go in Armenia, looking for her father who disappear as she was about to announce him that he had to undergo a surgical heart operation (she’s cardiologist). Her father is Armenian, but it means nothing for her, she was raised as a boy by her father and made a point to live all her life by successes only due to her own efforts. And she “succeeded” : strong woman, no doubt about anything, rather angry against her father. She lands in Armenia that she first doesn’t even care about, and then little and big stories happens… but you’ll guess the general idea of the suite, it’s simply not always possible to stay indifferent with the roots !
Basic story but I get very touched by this film and want to see it again. Fortunately I’ve also heard other opinions that are confirming the value of the movie, a real good work, simple and true. For sure the movie is rather faithful and complete about the reality of the country. No compromise, we saw all sides, good as bad ones. The french people who talked about it to me really found it very nice too, one of them simply would have liked to see more landscapes of Armenia. I can’t blame her but many other true beautiful things were available…
As someone commented the last time, Guediguian always works with the same actors, like his wife Ariane Ascaride who won a French cinema price (César of the best actress) in 1998 for her role in Guediguian’s “Marius et Jeannette”, and who plays the doctor-daughter. Really interesting to notice that she, who is not Armenian, is the real origin of this film’s creation, about Armenia. Abris Digin Ariane ! And here is a special note for another one of these Guédiguian’s usual team, Gerard Meylan : really amazing to see how a French can learn and speak oriental Armenian, but it somehow scratched me to see how he played when he spoke Armenian, nearly caricatural…But I would say that the explanation is simply that he was playing an Armenian of Marseille… marsilliatsiner@ are well known for their very lively and singing accent ! ;o) Apart from that, I still adore Simon Abkarian, gadarial actor in my opinion, a boss.
Ciao !
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