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[romanroycoo]

After The Fall - Vincent Renzi x Reader

Swann Arlaud in Anatomy of a Fall, similar plotline, son doesn't exist neither does Snoop (sadly).

Summary: After the trial of the death of your husband, you struggle to come to terms with this new life and the trauma of what has happened before. Vincent Renzi, however, becomes your comfort, staying beside you the whole time. A friends to lovers fanfiction

CW: Angst, fluff, obvious flirting, reader is depressed, grief, hurt and comfort, mentions of death, ex-husband was abusive - no mentions of it in this chapter.

Chapter one - Bathroom floor.

It had only been a few days since the trial had ended and you were freed from the question of murder. However, mentally, things had not seemed to get any brighter, your mind was in pieces, a sadness plagued your body day in and day out. And you had no one to call. 

Except Vincent.

You know you could depend on him for anything, hell, he saved your life technically. You needed him, not only as a lawyer, but as a friend. So when you were sitting on the floor of your bathroom, in this awfully empty house, crying desperately from the weight of the last few weeks of your life, you decided to call him.

“Y/n? Are you alright?” Curiosity was clear in his voice. You realise you missed this voice.

“Vincent..Hi, uhm i'm sorry to call you but uh..” Tears were still heavy on your cheeks and you struggled to get the words out. Asking for help wasn't your forte.

“No, no its fine dont worry. Is there something wrong? You sound-”

“Upset? Yeah. I can't seem to stop. I should be happy now the trial is over.” You laugh. “But, i just cant seem to be that.”

“You've been through so much, Y/n.” His voice is soft and warming.

There was a silence on the line through a few seconds, sad but not uncomfortable. You didnt know what to say, it was always like that around him. You were weirdly nervous, probably just the long time of not seeing each other, right?

“Could you co-”

“Yeah, i'll be there soon.” He says before you can even finish the question.

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It was late afternoon when he got there, letting himself in, it was a familiar arrangement by now.

You watched as the door glides open and he peers down at you, sat with your knees to your chest, leaning against the bath wall. 

“Hey.” You made a sad smile at him before he sat next to you automatically.

His head turned and his saddened gaze met yours. “Hey.”

Your eyes were already welling with tears again before you placed your head onto his shoulder, leaning into him. He shifted to make it more comfortable before wrapping his arm around you and placing his hand on your knee. You needed this hug so much, it had been so long since you felt the warmth of someone else near you like this. 

It felt like you could truly cry forever, and you hoped that he would stay, through it all, holding you like this and you didnt know why.

“Ive lost everything. Everyone. I dont know what to do or where to start again. Im such a mess.” You muffle into his side. “Ive never felt like this before.”

He stares for a while, understanding and listening to your pain. He hated seeing you like this and he wish he could take it away in an instant.

“You havent lost me, okay? And you just need some time. Ease back into things. Dont force yourself Y/n.”

You nod before sitting back up and looking at him, smiling assuringly and sorrowfully. Then as if nothing, you felt the pad of his thumb grace against your cheek, softly wiping away the tears staining your face. This house didn't feel so empty anymore.

[cheekyblinderss]

swann arlaud is an AMAZING actor but they really need to stop making him play macho womanizer virile men because i don't believe it, i can't believe it..... his SIMP too strong

[corndoggod]

Anatomy of Failure

I felt like I was on trial watching Anatomy of a Fall -- for my failures as a writer and the ensuing resentments misdirected at my partner. Seeing my private torments litigated in a riveting courtroom drama, spoken in clinical French, was titillating. The writing was so sharp I could’ve just listened like the blind son Daniel and been engaged. But I loved watching Daniel practice piano, the baby blue glaze over his eyes and his surprise testimony in a redrum turtleneck. 

The story wastes no time. Within five minutes, the husband is found dead, bleeding out in the snow. An autopsy cannot rule out foul play and his wife, a writer, becomes the sole suspect. What unravels in court is not only the events that precipitated the death of her husband, but an ultimate tea concoction of their strained relationship, competing literary ambitions and the blame and guilt surrounding the accident that blinded their son.

Entering a foreign court is a bit jarring. The rules, procedures and dress are notably different from America and seem silly when defamiliarized. The prosecutor, a bald little gremlin robed in red, was probably my favorite character. Arched, dry and eloquent, he bludgeoned the accused writer with an avalanche of incriminating evidence and was quick to undercut any counter/argument from the defense. Court rules in France appear to allow more cross-talk, making the arguments more conversational than U.S. court dramas, which glorify long-winded monologues. 

Impressively, the writer/director thread the needle so well that one is never quite convinced one way or the other. I am easily persuaded and in this lawyerly tug of war, I felt myself suspended over a chasm with demons of jealousy, envy and pride snapping at my feet. 

For all the talk of literary failure, this was a written masterpiece. I am drawn to such stories, like a moth to flame, for so many deep and cutting reasons. Like the husband, I deflect and blame others for my shortcomings: If only X, Y and Z were different, then I could write! The wife’s gaslighting voice lives within me too: Make the time and do it, coward! And I disdain my father for giving up sports journalism, and for withholding those ambitions from me (Had I known earlier, maybe then I’d be a staff writer!) and on himself in general. 

Funny enough, when I was biking home after seeing Fallen Leaves last week, I had the high thought that my senior thesis anticipated my current condition with regards to writing. My argument was garbled -- something about the author subverting masculine forms/expectations of writing (adventure, heroism) using feminine forms (diary, domesticity) through an act of ventriloquy -- but the book I chose to write about was a book about a wannabe writer’s failure. 

Called El Libro Vacio and written by Josefina Vicens, it was a novel about the shortcomings of a middle class man working in middle management and his literary shortcomings. He wanted to be a great writer, but he was tormented and uninspired by the banality of his day-to-day life as a family man. If only he didn’t have a kid and wife, he could hit the road and sail the high seas and finally have something to say! He studiously documents his failures and torments in a diary that amounts to the novel by Vicens. 

In my early 20s, I was interested in what makes a good leader. I studied the polar explorer Ernest Shackleton, the most winningest basketball coach Gregg Popovich and read more than a dozen presidential biographies. But now I find myself fixated on failure, my own and my fathers, and I want to learn the art of letting go. 

[andyjohnsonstuff]

I'm watching Anatomy of a Fall (2023)

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[cinecritik]

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(via Oscar 2024: vincitori e vinti)

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I just watched Anatomy of a Fall (2023), my rating is: ★★★★★★★★☆☆

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David and Lee Griffiths review Anatomy Of A Fall for Subculture.

[romanroycoo]

After The Fall - Vincent Renzi x Reader

Summary: After the trial of the death of your husband, you struggle to come to terms with this new life and the trauma of what has happened before. Vincent Renzi, however, becomes your comfort, staying beside you the whole time. A friends to lovers fanfiction

CW: Mentions of a knife, Vincent accidentally hurts himself, angst, fluff, obvious flirting, reader is depressed, grief, hurt and comfort, mentions of death, ex-husband was abusive - no mentions of it in this chapter.

Chapter two- Dinner.

“No, I want to, Y/n. It’s the least i can do to cheer you up.” You and Vincent had finally gone downstairs at this point, it been a while since you stopped crying thanks to the comfort of his presence.

“Okay, fine. I’ll let you but you have to let me at least help.” He’d offered to cook for you, but you weren’t having it. Coming all this way and then cooking just for you? It seemed absurd.

But he did and he wants to.

You look across the kitchen with a challenging smirk and he smiles and begins to softly laugh. “Okay.”

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“How is it looking on the pasta?”

“Not too long now, and you’re doing what exactly?” You stare in confusing as he begins to prepare a mixture of green leaves.

“The garnish.” He says, completely involved in what he’s doing. You loved his concentration face, it was like nothing could ever break his focus. You smile at him.

“Shit. Ah.” He mutters, suddenly holding his other hand, blood trickling down his skin.

“Oh shit! What happened? Are you alr-“

“I’m alright. Don’t worry.” He assures walking over to the sink calmly before running the water. “ The knife got me, they’re well sharpened.” He jokes.

“Yeah, Samuel liked to keep them.. um.” You didn’t finish the sentence, you didn’t want to. You walked over and began to pull up the sleeve of his jumper and move around any things left in the sink as if they were in his way. It wasn’t necessary but, you wanted to help him. You couldn’t help it.

“I’ll go grab the first- aid box, i’m sure they’ll be some band-aids in there somewhere.” You pass over an old cloth. “Keep the pressure on it, obviously.”

He watched as you left the room, a smile painted on his face. The cut didn’t even matter anymore, he couldn’t feel it. He could only focus on you.

“Here, i’ve got one.” You passed it to him quickly before turning back to the pans in the stove, making sure nothing was burning or boiling over.

He stares at the band-aid and then back to you. “Um, Y/n. Sorry, could you put it on. I can’t get it on properly.”

“Of course.” It felt like you were kids again, helping one another like this. You could both feel the closeness, glancing back and forth at each other’s faces innocently. You could sense his gaze on you even when you focused on his hand and the band-aid. It made you nervous. But you didn’t want him to stop.

He could feel the soft touch of your hands on his, the warmth of your fingers carefully placing the Bandaid over the injury. It was like this short moment, was an hour long and he wanted to bask in it for as long as he could.

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“I think the garnish was worth it.” He jokes, you were both laughing by this point. Food was finished and it was late. You knew he would have to go soon.

“Thank you, Vincent.” You look into his eyes, he stares back into yours. There was something so special about the way he looked at you.

“Of course, Y/n. It wasn’t a problem.” He states, still holding the eye contact. “I better get going. I don’t want to over stay my welcome.”

“Don’t be silly, you’re always welcome.” You assure. You really meant it.

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Movie Review: Anatomy of a Fall

German actress Sandra Hüller became known to movie audiences in the West in 2016 when she co-starred as the put-upon daughter in the comedy TONI ERDMANN. The film received a Best Foreign Language Film nomination at the Oscars the following year, and although it didn’t win, it did attract Hollywood’s attention and an American remake Movie Review: Anatomy of a Fall Read the full article

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