#andre techine

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Les roseaux sauvages (André Téchiné, 1994)

[sacredwhores]

André Téchiné - Thieves (1996)

[edwordsmyth]

The Brontë Sisters, André Téchiné (1979)

[davidhudson]

Happy 81st, André Téchiné.

With Wadeck Stanczak (left) and Juliette Binoche during the making of Rendez-vous (1985).

[like-tears-in-rain-storms]

I do hope, given the success of Nosferatu and the renewed interest in both the 1922 original and the 1979 Werner Herzog remake "Nosferatu - Phantom der Nacht", that more people, especially international and US audiences, will discover the actress responsible for the latter film's heroic and hypnotically enchanting Lucy Harker, the ever radiant and insanely talented Isabelle Adjani, and her many diverse and fascinating films over the years.

Nosferatu - Phantom der Nacht (1979), dir. Werner Herzog

The Story of Adele H. (1975), dir. François Truffault

The Brontë Sisters / Les Soeurs Brontë (1979), dir. André Téchiné 

Possession (1981), dir. Andrzej Żuławski

One Deadly Summer / L' Été Meurtrier (1983), dir. Jean Becker

Subway (1985), dir. Luc Besson

Camille Claudel (1988), dir. Bruno Nuytten

Queen Margot / La Reine Margot (1994), dir Patrice Chéreau

Adolphe (2002), dir. Benoît Jacquot

Monsieur Ibrahim / Monsieur Ibrahim et les Fleurs du Coran (2003), dir. François Dupeyron

Peter von Kant (2022), dir. François Ozon

[thewomanwithmissingfingers]

Rendez-vous, 1985

[tourneurs]

“After what I’ve seen, a dream won’t scare me.”

Strayed (2003) dir. André Téchiné

[anamon-book]

私の好きな季節 Bunkamura LE CINEMA. Bunkamura Shibuya TOKYO 監督：アンドレ・テシネ／出演：カトリーヌ・ドヌーヴ、ダニエル・オートゥイユ、マルト・ヴィラロンガ、ジャン＝ピエール・ブーヴィエ、キアラ・マストロヤンニ、カルメン・チャップリン ほか

[frnndlcs]

Hôtel des Amériques, André Téchiné, 1981

[jamiec860]

Heavy Tongue

While I'm on the last stages of this double that I'm pulling, I couldn't help but to reflect on my past a bit. Between the episodes of Interview with a Vampire and scenes of Jenna Ortega's Miller's Girl, I started to feel lonely and start feeling myself begin to lose memories that I had from when I was a young teenager. I remind me of the movie Inside Out, abyss of forgotten memories.

Anyways, some of my childhood thoughts have been creeping up on me and I'm beginning to resent my childhood more than I thought I would. I remember getting summer resding assignments. We were required to read like two books from a list that they would give us. I was always able to complete those assisgnments but never once did I purchase the books on those lists. I've never considered my family poor. Hell I never even considered us low class, but never once did my mother or father take me to a library to get those books. Thankfully, I grew up in the ages where I could find summeries of each chapter of a book. I would break down what I could and use it for my assignments. I don't know why that memory came to my head tonight but it did. I've been trying to isolate myself from my family. To feel like an outsider in your own family is rough. A wall flower to people who are suppose to care about you and shower you in love. The depression is creeping in, digging their claws into my shoulder and whispering just horrible thoughts in my ear. I don't think I've ever been anyone's first choice. That hurts more than you think it would.

I am the youngest of 7. I have 3 sisters and 4 brothers, well techinally I have 5 brothers, but Alex died before I was born so I don't really count him. Is that fucked up? I don't know. When I was a kid, I remember loving all my siblings uncontionally. I remember Andre and Damien practicing their wrestling moves on me, I remember them carrying me around in a hamper and taking me to get snacks at the convience store or ice cream from a passing truck. I remember Nicki's hugs and growing up with his kids. My siblings were way older than me. My oldest sister is 20 years older than me. I'm babbling but I promise I have a point. Though I was kid, my siblings never really made me feel left out. I remember going to the beach and to six flags. The cookouts at my dad's or the pool days at my sisters. Dont get me wrong, my childhood wasn't complete shit. I think its those small moments that grew to be bigger problems that are messing with my head now as a 24 year old woman. I was a product of an affair. My father was married to another woman when my mom came into the picture. I know when my dad was got his divorce from his first wife, it really messed with my brother Andre. Andre grew to become bipolar and I can't even hold a conversation with him anymore. He was not the brother I grew up with throwing me onto beds and dragging me around in hampers.

Ugh! So many thoughts and I can't really pinpoint where I want to go. Sometimes I feel like I'm not wanted. Like I showed up to a party uninvited. On my father side of the family, there's this family group chat. At first, I didn't care about said group chat, I still kind of don't. It's filled with my cousins and my aunts along with my father, his wife and my siblings. I am not in said group chat. Recently, in that group chat a family trip was planned to go to Vermont to celebrate my cousin's birthday. It did hurt that I wasn't invited. It hurt even more to know that my sister's husband who is abusive to her and my niece was invited. The man who tried to throw a candle at me. The man who cheats on her continually and even had a secret child behind her back. The man who curses at her sister and threatens her more ways than one. He got to go and be with my family and I did not. I feel betrayed in a way. I used to think my sister and I were best friends. We wore each other's clothes and talked about everything together. I realized it was only me that was talking.

Why am I filled with so much hope and so much love? It's my weakness, I feel weak. I've cried way too many times over people who don't even bat an eye lash towards me. I hate it so much. I can't bring myself to continue this. My tongue feels so heavy, and my eyes are red from crying. I'm just covered in trauma.

[ofallingstar]

The Brontë Sisters (1979)

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Les roseaux sauvages (André Téchiné, 1994)

[sacredwhores]

André Téchiné - Thieves (1996)

[edwordsmyth]

Roland Barthes as William Makepeace Thackeray in André Téchiné's The Brontë Sisters (1979)

[mmenthusiast]

Les roseaux sauvages / Wild Reeds (1994)

Director: André Téchiné

Stars: Élodie Bouchez, Gaël Morel, Stéphane Rideau...

A village in Southern France, 1962. The Algerian war is coming to an end. Teenagers Maïte and François are friends. François realizes he has feelings for his classmate Serge, who is instead attracted to Maïte - but Maïte is more interested in politics than in Serge. Her views are opposed to those of Henri, another classmate of the boys. The four of them entangle in a game of tensions and emotions.

It’s always hard to pick a favourite movie because there are so many good ones out there, but if I had to choose only one out of them all, it would probably be this one. It’s hard for me to describe why though, because seemingly there’s nothing special about it on the first glance, but at the same time, I found that in its subtlety the movie was not only poetic, but also managed to transcend both its story and characters and provide a more universal experience, capturing something very life-like that is hard to define. Maybe I only had this feeling because I felt connected to François’s story so much that at certain moments I felt like it was a movie about me, if that was possible. Even though our situations aren’t similar and my experiences are not the same, yet I still found so much of me in him (or vice versa). But all the other characters were also really interesting to me and I just felt this connection with this movie from beginning to the end, which was really amazing.

Rating: 5/5

[thewomanwithmissingfingers]

Rendez-vous, 1985