Then, since I was only a few blocks from the Lincoln Plaza Cinemas, I went ahead and caught the 1:05 showing of "Un Conte de Noël" ("A Christmas Tale"), the newest film by Arnaud Desplechin, which is headed by the still-stunning Catherine Deneuve.
It's a very hard to film to describe, and if any DR wants to know a bit more about the "plot", I'd say it's best to Google for some of the reviews. It's one of those "slice of life" movies where everything and nothing happens. It's a great mash-up of styles, both cinematically and musically (everything from Scarlatti to Cecil Taylor to Euro-Pop). But...
It follows the lives of the various members of the Vuillard family over a period of a couple of days, the days preceding Christmas. Each member of the family/cast is given their moment in the spotlight, with most of the action set in motion by the mother of the family, Junon (Mme. Deneuve) and her true black-sheep of the family, Henri (Mathieu Almaric - who is also the villain in the latest Bond flick).
It's not a film for everyone, and its running time of two and a half hours may be a little too long for it's own good, but I had a good time. And even though the film does deal with some weighty matters - even a good dose of philosophy - it manages to bounce and veer from tangent to tangent with ease. After seeing some more "heavier" material over the past 48 hours, it was nice just to sit back and enjoy the ride. A very crazy ride.
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