The result is that Enel now produces only 33 of the electricity in ItalyTheir social utility cannot go hand in hand with a bloated stock market liquidity3 billion pounds according to Merrill LynchSome 100 million of these machines have elapsed in the world He grows a lateralism form over functionThe election does not guarantee democracyPassersby bulge eye or burst out laughingSwaps specialists role growing in several marketsClearly the refusal must be firmly substantiatedBut it is also known to speak when neededThey call themselves Saïd, Yassid, Messaoud, they are poor and often uncultivated, but when in 1943 the French army recruit men who will "wash the French flag with their blood", in bled, they enlisted, as one man. By 'patriotism', them that have ever walked the French soil Or to escape poverty That is important. They were 130,000 "Native" from "free fatherland". Rachid Bouchareb wanted to pay tribute with a film in both classic and sober, worn by its performers beurs (Jamel Debbouze, Samy Naceri, Roschdy Zem, Sami Bouajila), winning four with Bernard Blancan, their Sergeant in the scenario by a collective award at Cannes. Difficult to eschew this business that reminded point appointed to the French what they need, and for a long time, "visible minorities".
From this beautiful necessary film, film made, this week, the large gap with a pochade frothy, frivolous and inky David Frankel, "the Devil Wears Prada", adapted from the best-selling of a former Assistant to the editor of "Vogue". Once pleasant to see a stunning collection of glamour outfits but especially to applaud a Meryl Streep in the role of a tyrannical head-high priestess of the fashion editor... "absolutely fabulous"!
Between these two extremes, three very different films still deserve the detour. A French, self-absorbed, but not without charm: it is that of Emmanuel Bourdieu (son of Pierre) who, in "The evil friendships", camped a group of students in French literature fell under the influence of the most brilliant of them, an evil Manipulator. A Chinese, exciting because it shows a country where modernization is decidedly not without tension: it is "Luxury car" Wang Chao, story of the discovery by an old teacher of province of the sad realities of urban life, between corruption and violence. An Argentine, finally, also destabilizing that comforting: it is "The dignity of the people", a documentary of Fernando Solanas, after its radical denunciation of the plundering of his country by the policies and the IMF in 2001, focusing this time demonstrate that, at the bottom of the created misery and remains huge, the people, when he knows to be solidarity, can,to work miracles.
Equal diversity characterized the times of the week: "The Drunken Angel", from Kurosawa (1948), nightmare table from the Japan of the post-war period, "Forbidden planet", Fred M. Wilcox (1956), delirious film science fiction, and "Viva Mexico", a set of "essential of Mexican film" filmed in the 1940s by Emilio Fernandez, including "Maria Candelaria."
Always on display
To continue to cultivate the duty of Remembrance: "Sarajevo, mon amour", of Mirjana Karnovic, beautiful portrait of a Bosnian woman and her daughter after the horrors of "ethnic cleansing", bear gold in Berlin, and "the wind rises", Ken Loach, powerful evocation of the abuses of the British soldiers in the Ireland of 1920, palme d'Or at Cannes. For more intimate sensitivity, "I am fine, don't worry," of directed by Philippe Lioret, the pain of absence table, and "The Turner of pages", of Denis Dercourt, story of a hushed revenge. And for the smile leaves us on the lips, the tender "When I was singing" of Xavier Giannoli with a miraculously found Depardieu.
On the small screen
Friday: "Captain Conan", Bertrand Tavernier, magnificent evocation of an episode of the great war in the Balkans ("23 h 10, GST Cinéstar"). Saturday: "Shakespeare in love", John Madden, romantic revival and co-productions of the genesis of "Romeo and Juliet" (23 h 50, CC Emotion). Sunday: "small", Louis Malle, camera fiction in a brothel in New Orleans in 1917 (20 h 40, Arte).
