#The Last Métro

[byneddiedingo]

Gérard Depardieu and Catherine Deneuve in The Last Métro (François Truffaut, 1980)

Cast: Catherine Deneuve, Gérard Depardieu, Jean Poiret, Andréa Ferréol, Paulette Dubost, Jean-Louis Richard, Maurice Risch, Sabine Haudepin, Heinz Bennent. Screenplay: François Truffaut, Suzanne Schiffman, Jean-Claude Grumberg. Cinematography: Néstor Almendros. Production design: Jean-Pierre Kohut-Svelko. Film editing: Martine Barraqué. Music: Georges Delerue. François Truffaut said in interviews that The Last Métro is a kind of companion film to Day for Night (1973), his behind-the-camera account of making a movie. Truffaut, who was born in 1932, was only a boy during the war but he recalls the theater -- both the movie theater and the legitimate stage -- as a kind of refuge from hardship, the hunger and cold brought about by wartime rationing. People gathered in theaters for communal warmth. The story is principally about an actress, Marion Steiner (Catherine Deneuve), who is trying to keep the theater that was run before the war by her husband, Lucas (Heinz Bennent), open. Lucas, who is Jewish, is rumored to have fled to America, but in fact he is hiding in the cellar of the theater while Marion, with the help of the rest of the regular company, stages a play. The director, Jean-Loup Cottins (Jean Poiret), is working from the notes Lucas made on the play before his disappearance. Cottins has his own dangerous secret: He's gay, and hence subject to persecution by the occupying Nazis. A new leading man, Bernard Granger (Gérard Depardieu), joins the company, and inevitably a tension develops between him and Marion. Meanwhile, Lucas has figured out ways to listen in on rehearsals and make suggestions to Marion that she passes along to Cottins, who is unaware of Lucas's hiding place. Marion also has the difficulty of dealing with the authorities, who could close the theater at any moment, especially when the influential critic Daxiat (Jean-Louis Richard), a collaborator with the Nazis, takes an interest in her and the play. What takes place on stage, namely the sexual tension between the characters played by Marion and Bernard, often mirrors what's happening backstage. The Last Métro is a well-crafted movie -- Truffaut wrote the screenplay with Suzanne Schiffman -- that was France's entry for the best foreign-film Oscar and won a raft of the French César Awards, including one for cinematographer Nestor Almendros.

[nicoooooooon]

The Last Metro (Le dernier métro), 1980, movie poster featuring Catherine Deneuve and Gérard Depardieu

[petitmonsieur1]

Dernier métro

[shiningwizard]

The Last Metro (Francois Truffaut, 1980)

of all the movies that are just fine and good, here's one. Frequently falls to that annoying thing in period work of overstating historical signifiers and their significance, whereas something made closer to the occupation would have let them rest as granted. A lot of wasted promise also, in terms of what it felt could have been done with this story, the relationships and what creativity could have been put into melding narrative, character, tolerance and intolerance and this history together in some elevated way. But it all feels as is, crowd pleasing. Were French crowds in 1980 pleased? Ticket sales and Cesar awards indicate yes.

[sgiandubh]

Hi! 

Fitness Anon here…

Just had to run a few errands this morning and there I spotted him - I will call him ‘local S’. Whoever he is, is not really important at all. It is about the perception - or the non-perception“ - of the  ‘rest of us’ towards him. 

He is an actor who lives in our neighborhood with his family - played leading roles in some TV series in the last 20 years and also plays theatre frequently. I think he has the same level of recognition C and S may have in Scotland. 

The first time after moving here I met him at the post office. But with a toddler and a crying baby in tow I did not recognize him immediately. A few weeks later a friend of mine (who grew up here) and I went to a park with our kids and  ‘local S’ jogged past us. I asked my friend if he was the one I thought he was. She looked a little bit confused at first and then said: Yes, and he is living here since a few years! Nothing else - no chatting, no gossip - nothing. And that hasn't changed to this day.

‘Local S’ lives here and is part of our community. None of us would think of taking a photo of him waiting in the line at the local bakery or anywhere else. And we certainly wouldn't post anything on social media about seeing or meeting him. None of us are impressed when we meet him or ask him for a selfie. It's also not a bad thing that none of us here are interested in 5 minutes of Instagram fame.

In the situations where I meet him, I never realise him as an actor and semi-famous. Because his every day appearance is completely different from his TV roles. In his most well-known TV role, he had to wear an unusual costume like Sam. So when you see hin in his normal attire, he looks totally different.  

I meet him in normal everyday situations, just as I do with many other people. This could be one of the reasons why we don't consider the ‘local S’ to be famous. Meeting him in a jogging suit, sweating and buying rolls has nothing glamorous at all. The other reason is probably that he doesn't appear to be recognised as someone famous. He lives a completely low-key everyday life. Sometimes he is featured in the relevant magazines to promote his TV roles. As far as I'm aware he hardly talks about his life at home there, only about his projects.

What I have just described probably also widely corresponds to Sam's (and C's) life in Scotland. They are known in their community and neighborhood. However, it is not considered that an appearance of them is a sensation. They are part of the everyday life there, just as ‘local S’ is part of my everyday life. And that is not glamorous or exciting - neither in Scotland nor anywhere else in Europe or in the world. That's why probably little or nothing is known about their everyday lives at all. 

Dear (returning) Fitness Anon,

EVERY SINGLE WORD OF WHAT YOU WROTE. And then, some more.

While living in Paris, I spotted (not necessarily in that order):

a) Kristin Scott Thomas, at the (now defunct) posh, Waitrose French wannabe, INNO supermarket, in Montparnasse. Her caddy chock-a- block full with Tŷ Nant Welsh spring water (very classy cobalt blue bottle and a novelty, in 1997). Now, The English Patient is easily in my top 5 movies. I chuckled in my Barbour and quickly busied myself with paying and getting out of that store ASAP. Everybody knew who she was - TEP's movie posters were all over town and in each and every métro station. Nobody flinched.

b) Daniel Auteuil, one of my favorite French actors. Formidable in Patrice Chéreau's La Reine Margot (and pretty much everything else), insane chemistry with the beautiful Isabelle Adjani. He was hailing a taxi, somewhere near Avenue de la Motte-Picquet, steps away from my flat, circa 2001. I grinned like an idiot and passed my way.

c) Catherine Deneuve, The Legend. I already wrote about it, a while ago. We were in line, at the movies, I (loudly) betted it was her and she smiled. That's all. And that is all it should be.

About my Greek experiences, I have written here, by the way: https://www.tumblr.com/sgiandubh/748463393458061312/im-interested-to-know-whether-you-came-to-enjoy?source=share . Even in a warm, expansive Southern European country nobody gave a flying duck, ever. Just humorously mentioned seeing them having coffee around town, while gossiping, Nothing more.

You'd have to be overly obsessed and/or really parochial to think people who live in the same neighborhood with actors, business tycoons or politicians would ever give a damn about it, every single time they spot those people somewhere.

[newsfromstolenland]

I know I've talked before about the ridiculous lack of a wide reaching subway system in toronto but. god.

I was in montréal visiting family last month and don't get me wrong, their métro isn't perfect, but at least you can get most places on the island with it

anyway, I've updated my rough drawing of the fuck ass toronto subway system

[santmarc]

La Biennale Européenne des Blancs Manteaux 2023, tendrá lugar en la emblemática zona de Le Marais de París, con la participación de 40 artistas, 6 de ellos de Mallorca; Sasai, Joan Vallespir, Leticia Maria, Victoria G. Masdeu, Tomeu Coll y Marcos Vidal implicados en el intercambio originado por Les 4 Arts – Paris Centre, que tuvo lugar en Campos en 2022. Estais todos invitados a esta gran muestra de pinturas, esculturas, obra grafica, instalaciones y performances que permanecera abierta desde el 26 de octubre hasta el 5 de noviembre de 2023. Con el patrocinio del Institut d'Estudis Balearics.

La Biennale Européenne des Blancs Manteaux 2023, c’est près de 40 artistes exposés à l’initiative des 4 Arts – Paris Centre qui œuvre depuis près de 30 ans à la promotion de la diversité culturelle européenne. Cette édition met à l’honneur les artistes de Majorque, avec qui un échange a eu lieu en 2022 dans la ville de Campos. L’exposition aura lieu du 26 octobre au 5 novembre 2023. Inauguration le 26 à 19h. Halle des Blancs Manteaux, 48 rue Vieille du Temple, 75004 Paris. Métro Saint-Paul, Rambuteau, Hôtel de Ville.

The Biennale Européenne des Blancs Manteaux 2023, will take place in the iconic area of Le Marais in Paris, featuring 40 artists of which, the Mallorca based group involved in the exchange originated by Les 4 Arts – Paris Centre, that took place in Campos in 2022. This exhibition is showcasing paintings, sculptures, prints, etchings, installations and performances lasting from October 26th until November 5th 2023.

[genevieveetguy]

. It takes two to love, as it takes two to hate. And I will keep loving you, in spite of yourself. My heart beats faster when I think of you. Nothing else matters.

The Last Metro (Le dernier métro), François Truffaut (1980)

[horrorlesbion]

assign the last five books you read to riverdale characters

Zazie dans le Métro - Raymond Queneau

Jellybean Jones. Struggled with this one but she's the only one who has that specific childhood brand of insanity and I think Zazie would make snuff films to cope if someone brought it up to her too.

Flowers in the Attic - V.C. Andrews

I mean... Cheryl Blossom. That's a no brainer lol.

Frankenstein - Mary Shelley

Archie Andrews. Some rich fuck molded him into a shape he finds repulsive but can't shake for the rest of his life and he resorts to violence because of it.

The Virgin Suicides - Jeffrey Euginedes

Jughead for the voyeuristic narration and inserting himself into the narrative and shaping everything we come to know about the people he is obsessed with.

The Atrocity Exhibition - JG Ballard

Uhhh the Milkman. Sort of anti America (affectionate) but I also don't know what the point was and I was not enjoying the ride.

Bonus because it actually came before but it's not fiction:

Art: A Sex Book - John Waters & Bruce Hainley

Betty Cooper. Everything can be horny if you try hard enough.

[dreamtydraw]

This is a last letter before i probably die ( i won’t ) I’m feeling the violent ilneess of a sad weak victorian child ( my body is trembling ) and I’ll be sleeping on my death bed (my very confortable pink bed ) once i finished my long journey to my home ( taking the métro)

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Metro Media will declare bankruptcy this week, permanently ending its coverage of local government in parts of the province’s two largest cities, the head of the Quebec newspaper publisher said Sunday.

In a post on X, formerly known as Twitter, CEO Andrew Mule said the decision was made after the company abruptly suspended operations at its more than 30 hyperlocal publications last month, including the Journal Metro and 16 print weeklies.

“The Journal Metro as you knew it no longer exists. The decision to proceed with the voluntary transfer of Metro Media’s assets has been ratified,” Mule wrote Sunday.

In a statement sent to employees on Aug. 11, Mule said he’d been informed the company no longer had the liquidity to continue despite what he described as a “healthy balance sheet.”

On Sunday, he said the impending bankruptcy marks a “sad epilogue” to his 28 months at the helm. [...]

Continue Reading.

Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[rockislandadultreads]

Read-Alike Friday: What You Are Looking Is in the Library by Michiko Aoyama

What You Are Looking For Is in the Library by Michiko Aoyama

What are you looking for?

This is the famous question routinely asked by Tokyo’s most enigmatic librarian, Sayuri Komachi. Like most librarians, Komachi has read every book lining her shelves—but she also has the unique ability to read the souls of her library guests. For anyone who walks through her door, Komachi can sense exactly what they’re looking for in life and provide just the book recommendation they never knew they needed to help them find it.

Each visitor comes to her library from a different juncture in their careers and dreams, from the restless sales attendant who feels stuck at her job to the struggling working mother who longs to be a magazine editor. The conversation that they have with Sayuri Komachi—and the surprise book she lends each of them—will have life-altering consequences.

With heartwarming charm and wisdom, What You Are Looking For Is in the Library is a paean to the magic of libraries, friendship and community, perfect for anyone who has ever found themselves at an impasse in their life and in need of a little inspiration.

The Girl Who Reads on the Métro by Christine Féret-Fleury

Juliette leads a perfectly ordinary life in Paris, working a slow office job, dating a string of not-quite-right men, and fighting off melancholy. The only bright spots in her day are her metro rides across the city and the stories she dreams up about the strangers reading books across from her: the old lady, the math student, the amateur ornithologist, the woman in love, the girl who always tears up at page 247.

One morning, avoiding the office for as long as she can, Juliette finds herself on a new block, in front of a rusty gate wedged open with a book. Unable to resist, Juliette walks through, into the bizarre and enchanting lives of Soliman and his young daughter, Zaide. Before she realizes entirely what is happening, Juliette agrees to become a passeur, Soliman's name for the booksellers he hires to take stacks of used books out of his store and into the world, using their imagination and intuition to match books with readers. Suddenly, Juliette's daydreaming becomes her reality, and when Soliman asks her to move in to their store to take care of Zaide while he goes away, she has to decide if she is ready to throw herself headfirst into this new life.

Big-hearted, funny, and gloriously zany, The Girl Who Reads on the Metro is a delayed coming-of-age story about a young woman who dares to change her life, and a celebration of the power of books to unite us all.

Before the Coffee Gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi

What would you change if you could go back in time?

In a small back alley in Tokyo, there is a café which has been serving carefully brewed coffee for more than one hundred years. But this coffee shop offers its customers a unique experience: the chance to travel back in time.

In Before the Coffee Gets Cold, we meet four visitors, each of whom is hoping to make use of the café’s time-travelling offer, in order to: confront the man who left them, receive a letter from their husband whose memory has been taken by early onset Alzheimer's, to see their sister one last time, and to meet the daughter they never got the chance to know.

But the journey into the past does not come without risks: customers must sit in a particular seat, they cannot leave the café, and finally, they must return to the present before the coffee gets cold . . .

Toshikazu Kawaguchi’s beautiful, moving story explores the age-old question: what would you change if you could travel back in time? More importantly, who would you want to meet, maybe for one last time?

This is the first volume of the "Before the Coffee Gets Cold" series.

The Lending Library by Aliza Fogelson

For fans of Jane Green and Loretta Nyhan, a heartwarming debut novel about a daydreamer who gives her town, and herself, an amazing a lending library in her sunroom while confronting an even higher stakes, life-changing, decision. When the Chatsworth library closes indefinitely, Dodie Fairisle loses her sanctuary. How is a small-town art teacher supposed to cope without the never-ending life advice and enjoyment that books give her? Well, when she’s as resourceful and generous as Dodie, she turns her sunroom into her very own little lending library. At first just a hobby, this lit lovers’ haven opens up her world in incredible ways. She knows books are powerful, and soon enough they help her forge friendships between her zany neighbors—and attract an exciting new romance. But when the chance to adopt an orphaned child brings Dodie’s secret dream of motherhood within reach, everything else suddenly seems less important. Finding herself at a crossroads, Dodie must figure out what it means to live a full, happy life. If only there were a book that could tell her what to do…

[bslack12]

Roland-Garros and the Palais Garnier

The second Wednesday of the term was quite a long one. I woke up and immediately readied myself for an adventurous day. Having the morning and afternoon to myself, I had already booked a tour at Roland-Garros, the sight of the eponymous tournament colloquially referred to as the French Open. The journey pushed me passed the Boulevard Périphérique and onto the edges of the Bois de Boulogne.

After emerging from the Métro at Porte d'Auteuil, I wandered around towards Le Parc des Princes, home of Paris Saint-Germain. After wandering around the circumference of the stadium, I made my way up to the hallowed grounds. After a nice haul at the boutique, I met my tour group and got to see some wonderful sights. We went to the top of Court Phillipe-Chatrier, looking onto the amazing red clay court as well as the entire complex that spawned from the beating heart of French tennis. We then went down to the media area (a nice sight to see given my line of work), which is quite a bit nicer than the facilities at the Boone, or let a lone Rupp Arena or Kroger Field. After a trip through the locker room, we then made our way courtside and it was spectacular. Years of seeing the court on TV were finally in my face and it was one of the best experiences so far. The grounds are truly a temple to the sport and after seeing the outside of the All England Club last summer, it was especially cool to go inside.

After my tour ended, I had a nice lunch at a brasserie before heading into the Bois de Boulogne for a nice afternoon hike. I started inside the Hippodrome d'Auteuil, which had an infield full of other sporting fields to go along with the steeplechase track at its exterior. It was cool to see how Paris had combined the space to be useful when it is not racing horses. I then went into the forest for a nice hike that transported me into a world that felt miles removed from the metropolis of Paris.

My walking adventures were not done, as I headed to a Metro stop about a mile away to get a train to Trocadero, where I headed down to the Seine and down the Champs de Mars. It was littered with construction and Bastille Day preperations so it was not the same as picutres, but it was still a nice sight to see.

I journeyed back to Maison de Mines for a quick refresher before the night's class at the Opera, where we would see a ballet, L'Histoire de Manon. The building was spectacular and filled with a level of decadence that the famed French opera and ballet deserved. However, I wish I could have seen the facade and removed the looming construction. I quite enjoyed my first ballet performance, as the music was spectacular, the theatre was the perfect place to marvel at luxuries, and the skill on display was impressive beyond belief.

By the end of the day, I had racked up over 17 miles of walking and seen some of the best sights of the trip.

[theputterer]

Good Things In 2022

“It’s that time of year again! Time to remember all the good things that happened in 2022. I’ve done this since 2017, and highly recommend doing this as a fun way to reflect (and to have something for future reference when you are feeling Down.)

feels like I literally just did this for 2021, and yet.

just under the wire...

PERSONAL

I MOVED ACROSS THE WORLD!!!!! I am now living in Dublin, Ireland. it was a move I'd been aiming to do for years, and once I received my citizenship and Irish passport, I decided to give it a shot. I've been here for nine months and am having a wonderful time.

I did more traveling this year than I think I ever have in a single calendar year.

In Ireland, I've visited several counties and lots of Dublin, including: Malahide, Howth, Dún Laoghaire, Dublin Mountains, Glasnevin Cemetery, Little Museum of Dublin, GPO Museum, National Gallery of Ireland, National Museum(s) of Ireland, EPIC Museum.

I finally went to Paris for a few days in June! Visited: Musée d'Orsay, Eiffel Tower, Sacré-Coeur, Notre Dame (closed to visitors due to renovation/restoration work but wandered around the outside and had a fabulous lunch). Bonus points for the Paris Métro, which fuckin rules.

I finally went to Italy for a long weekend in October! Got to see my folks that weekend as well. Spent time in Venice and Florence. Ate a lot of good food and gelato.

My beloved Seattle Mariners broke a 21 year drought and made it to the PLAYOFFS!!!!!!

I have been puttering away on a ROGUE ONE-FRINGE fusion/AU, ENDLESS FORMS MOST BEAUTIFUL. it has been super slow going but I am trying and I WILL finish it.

Similarly, sorta, I took a writing class! I shared a snippet of my original writing which was well-received. I got some lovely comments from my teacher which is currently sustaining me.

Anything bolded below is something I particularly enjoyed and recommend. 

MOVIES

2022 movies I saw and liked:

TURNING RED

THE BATMAN

THE NORTHMAN

EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE

TOP GUN: MAVERICK

3000 YEARS OF LONGING

NOPE

SEE HOW THEY RUN

TICKET TO PARADISE

THE WOMAN KING

ENOLA HOLMES 2

BLACK PANTHER: WAKANDA FOREVER

GLASS ONION

BONES AND ALL

THE MENU

AMBULANCE

THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT

2021 movies I saw for the first time and liked:

ETERNALS

THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH

FREE GUY

SPENCER

THE MATRIX RESURRECTIONS

UNCHARTED

TV

EUPHORIA (saw season 1, did not watch season 2. lol.)

MOON KNIGHT

FRINGE

STRANGER THINGS, SEASON 4

MS MARVEL

THE SANDMAN

THE CROWN (the first few seasons and then I stopped : / )

1899

DARK (BRO........ BRO........ BEST TV SHOW OF THIS CENTURY?????)

Special acknowledgment: ANDOR. what a trip and a half to see my beloved son on screen once more. I shared some thoughts here.

BOOKS

Did not read nearly as many as I should have! (I did read some other books but they are not on this last as I did not like them).

"Strangers to Ourselves" by Rachel Aviv

"Greywaren" by Maggie Stiefvater

"Babel" by RF Kuang

"She Who Became The Sun" by Shelley Parker-Chan

"Wild Game: My Mother, Her Lover, and Me" by Adrienne Brodeur

"The Hours" by Michael Cunningham

"The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo" by Taylor Jenkins Reid

"The Burning God" by RF Kuang (incredible series but BOY will it fuck you up!!!!!!)

"The Dragon Republic" by RF Kuang

"The Poppy War" by RF Kuang

"Winter Recipes From the Collective" by Louise Gluck

"You Feel It Just Below the Ribs" by Jeffrey Cranor

"Oscar Wilde: A Life" by Matthew Sturgis

OTHER GOOD THINGS

*some of these things are Good as in well-written or well-made, but maybe not Good in topic.

Saw a couple plays at the Abbey Theatre: "Translations" by Brian Friel and "Joyce's Women" by Edna O'Brien. Quite different, both devastating.

Morocco's run at the FIFA Men's World Cup.

Joplin Sibtain, who played Brasso on ANDOR, shared a reel on Instagram of the SPOILERS riot scene on Ferrix with "Killing in the Name" dubbed over it. Incredible.

Martin Scorsese watches DERRY GIRLS.

Local Man Sees Cheese For Sale At Incredibly Low Price, Makes Executive Decision, Purchases 40 Pounds of Cheese

Is Twitter dying? Probably. Here's a thread where everyone shared their favorite tweets.

This angry little dog.

Mother losing it over her baby's laughter.

Dave Sims' calling Cal Raleigh's home run that sent the Mariners to the playoffs for the first time in 21 years.

Janan Ganesh over at the Financial Times with an incredible and scathing assessment of why Liz Truss and the Tories have never gotten Brexit "right". (Hint: they think the UK is on par with the US.)

Twitter user attempts to summarize RIVERDALE in a thread.

This TikTok of two preteen girls discovering landlines that made me LOL and also made me feel DECREPIT.

Shauna Bowers for The Irish Times with a dispatch from Electric Picnic that featured bangers of lines, including: The most sacred Electric Picnic institution of all remains untouched: the inflatable chapel, where all true love stories begin. “That’s probably the only way I’d be able to get you to marry me,” a woman says to her boyfriend. He says nothing.

Ichiro Girl returns to T-Mobile Park and throws out the first pitch to, of course, ICHIRO.

A story about how dogs are the best.

Pianist named Alex Pian covers "Time" by Hans Zimmer in Lviv, Ukraine, as air raid sirens sound. Really powerful.

Emma Baccellieri for Sports Illustrated explores a topic we've all wanted to know more about: what baseball relief pitchers are thinking when they run in from the bullpen during a bench clearing.

This video of STAR WARS characters singing a classic.... just watch it.

MORE

CONTACT is one of my favorite movies and Rachel Handler for Vulture wrote an oral history for the film's 25th anniversary.

Stephania Taladrid for The New Yorker, on the ground at an abortion clinic in Houston when Roe was overturned. Required reading.

Linda Villarosa for The New York Times, "The Long Shadow of Eugenics in America". also required reading.

Joshua Rothman for The New Yorker, "Anatomy of Error". A neurosurgeon reckons with surgeries that go wrong. Fascinating!

Rachel Pearson for The New Yorker, "Waiting at a Texas Hospital for the Children Who Never Arrive". Dispatches from a trauma center in the aftermath of the Uvalde shooting. Required reading.

Similarly, Albert Burneko for The Defector, "What It's Like Here". On being a parent in America.

Palate cleanser: Cincinnati Reds allow no hits against Pittsburgh Pirates... and still lose. lol.

Evgenia Peretz for Vanity Fair with an absolutely wild ride of a read about a Grey's Anatomy writer who.... made up an entire life.

Rachel Aviv (who never misses, incidentally) for The New Yorker, "How an Ivy League School Turned Against a Student". What makes a "good" victim?

this thread about creepy shit kids say???

PIZZA FOR DOGS.

sending you all warmth and affection and hoping you have a safe, healthy, and wonderful 2023.

tagging anyone who wants to do this (and tag me so I see it!) as well as those who've done this in the past: @vaderkat @fortysevenswrites @leaiorganas @magalis @illuminahsti @i-am-slain @antifandor @alittlemomentum @cassianserso @callioope

[gospeloak]

fav paris metro line? i love 12 and 13 theyre so fucked up

I LOVE THE PARIS MÉTRO i need to go back.... last time i rode it was like 6 years ago so take my answer w a pinch of salt but my fave was line 6 its so scenic. though if i go back my answer will probably change to line 14. my favourite station will probably stay Nation though