Books, Miscellaneous

Do you mind if I smoke? I don’t care if you burn

Smokers in France are fuming. There is a real prospect that Gauloises and Gitanes, those quintessentially French cigarettes, will soon be banned on the grounds that they are simply too cool. They have been a key part of the French identity since 1910, the very essence of France. How could the great years of the post-war Left Bank cultural explosion have occurred without them? Continue reading

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Absurdism, Books, Film

I will spit on your graves

Mood indigo released in cinemas this week, starring Audrey Tautou, has had a mixed reception. It is an adaptation of Boris Vian’s 1947 novel, L’écume des jours. The British critics have not been kind about the director Michael Gast’s images of visual whimsy, but at least no one has died. Unlike Vian himself who was killed by his reaction to a film adaptation of another of his novels, J’irai cracher sur vos tombes 1946 (I will spit on your graves). In a preview screening in a Paris cinema in 1959 he died of a heart attack mid protest; mood black. Continue reading

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