Sure, I'm tough on movies, but sometimes I'm just another gushing, adoring fan. Such is the case with actress Catherine Deneuve, the stunning French actress who turns 70 today. Why do I love her so? Let me count the ways.
All the Oscar talk about this year's Best Foreign Film, Amour, has me thinking about the many French films I watched during my yearlong experiment of importing certain French parenting lessons to use on my two daughters.
The wow kicks in early at these exceptional shows at museums uptown and down. First at the Whitney with Yayoi Kusama, next with Bridget Riley's Ghosts in the Machine at the New Museum, and at MoMA's Century of the Child.
Reading subtitles is a lot like riding a bicycle. Practice not only makes perfect, soon enough it's second nature so you don't even notice you're doing it. This particularly holds true when you're watching something great.
Whether or not you personally love their work, it is difficult to dismiss the impact of the French New Wave. To reinforce this strongly held position, here is a pungent mix of Truffaut, Godard and Rohmer.