For as long as I've known, I've had this obsession with France. Particularly, Paris. Between you and I, I'm quite sure the root of it was Mary-Kate & Ashley Olsen's Nickelodeon film "Passport to Paris".
Before I went to Paris for the first time in the Summer just gone, I knew I would love Paris. I even wrote a poem about Paris, a place I'd never been - perhaps that'll be my next post on here. The romanticism associated with the city, coupled with the language just intrigues me so much.
Last night I went to a preview screening of a French film called The Intouchables ('Untouchables' in English) courtesy of a good friend of mine. All I knew about the film - from skimming over two lines of wikipedia and a glance at the poster - was that it involved a rich white man an a poor black man (who I am absolutely convinced was secretly based on Manchester City footballer/hero Mario Balotelli) somehow coming together. I was sold.
I don't want to give away anything away about the film but it was touching. And it's out in cinema in three days, although I suspect it will not be a wide release so you'll have to be quick if you want to see it.
I've never watched a bad French film. And I so badly want to write a film in French. This of course would require fluency and, perhaps, even spending some time living there to understand the culture, humour, jokes etc. but it's something I think I shall put on my to-do-list-before-I-die (it's a mental one, although it'd be a good idea to write it down, wouldn't it?). Beyoncé supposedly learnt Spanish so she could sing in Spanish - I Am... B'Day had some of the songs in Spanish as bonus tracks.
But until then, I continue to write in the only language I have absolute confidence in.
Currently listening to: Michael Nyman - The Heart Asks Pleasure First