Las películas de mi vida por Bertrand Tavernier (2016)

INFORMACIÓN

Titulo original: Voyage Á Travers Le Cinema Français

Año Producción: 2016

Nacionalidad: Francia

Duración: 190 Minutos

Calificación: No recomendada para menores de años

Género: Documental

Director: Bertrand Tavernier

Guión: Bertrand Tavernier

Fotografía: Varios

Música: Varios

FECHAS DE ESTRENO

España: 26 Mayo 2017

DISTRIBUCIÓN EN ESPAÑA

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SINOPSIS

Es la historia de la cinematografía francesa desde los años treinta hasta principios de los setenta. Se trata de la visión del veterano cineasta Bertrand Tavernier sobre lo que ha sido el cine en su país a través de estas décadas que refleja...

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Documental

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GALERÍA DE FOTOS

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PREMIOS Y FESTIVALES

PREMIOS Y FESTIVALES

- Festival de Cannes 2016

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INFORMACIÓN EXCLUSIVA

INFORMACIÓN EXCLUSIVA

HOW CAN I ANALYZE OR COMMENT ON WHAT IS IN ITSELF AN ANALYSIS, A COMMENTARY...
Forewarning filmmakers that they do not appear in it is like giving them a stick to beat you with...
Explaining that we did not use A LEGIONNAIRE because of material issues, and that we have replaced it with MACAO? It is hard to talk about how the film was elaborated, gradually illumined, how it took on this shape and not another, took on its own life as we mulled over excerpts, grappled with aterial problems, with issues of rights (which obliged me to explore new routes, and required numerous rewrites)? But should I be the one to write that? Or someone like Emmanuelle Sterpin (First Assistant Director and researcher), or Guy Lecorne (editor), who can testify to our absence of blinders and prejudices, to our frank sincerity? And also to our busts of enthusiasm.

YOU WANTED TO TALK ABOUT FRENCH CINEMA, AND SO YOU KNEW IN ADVANCE WHICH AUTHORS YOU WOULD HAVE TO ELIMINATE, AND THOSE WHOSE PRAISES YOU WERE GOING TO SING?

Well no, I admit humbly, no. I explored, looked again, discovered, and I let films and filmmakers impose themselves, find their own space. One name led to another. Carné conjured up Jaubert and Renoir, Kosma.

Yes, I obviously knew that I would declare my admiration for Renoir, Becker, and Gabin, and all of a sudden my friend Edmond T. Gréville popped up, and Jean Sacha. And then that film by Grangier, with its extraordinary autobiographical stroke of lightning.

Showing that, with filmmakers who are so very different, we still find the same passion, the same desire to experiment, the same respect for the public, and the same desire to treat them like adults. And reacting as a filmmaker myself to what touches me in films, by very different auteurs, evoking the depth of a Renoir frame, the way Carné appropriates a splendid dramaturgical idea of Trauner’s, the influence of Welles on Jean Sacha. I can identify with Greville’s stupefaction at an actor’s demand (to play a legless cripple), that could perturb the entire shoot.

I want this to be lively and fun, to awaken the desire to see hundreds of films again. I want to show the intransigence that we find in filmmakers who are so very different from each other: Carné in LE JOUR SE LÈVE, but also in the Delannoy of MACAO, of SAVAGE TRIANGLE, and in certain frames of THIS MAN IS DANGEROUS.

I want to convey a sense of the creative verve that existed at 9, rue Kepler. I rubbed shoulders there for more than three years with Varda, Demy, Godard, Chabrol, Schoendoerffer, Rozier. To sketch a portrait of Melville, who with Claude Sautet was my godfather in the cinema. Of Melville and the studios in the Rue Jenner. Blessed are those who discovered cinema in those studios.

MEMORY...
It was on set at the Studio Jenner. The set was completely empty, except for some huge photographic enlargements of American façades that were going to be used as the view from the windows in THE DOULOS.
And in front of those buildings and fire escapes, Jean-Pierre Melville and I spoke about Cocteau, and I can still hear him say to me: “Cocteau was first and foremost what every French creator should be: a French ambassador to France”.
A magnificent statement that I would like to use in this JOURNEY THROUGH FRENCH CINEMA, this exercise in admiration and gratitude. As Victor Hugo once said, in admiration there is a je ne sais quoi of consolation.