My (mis)adventures during my semester abroad in Montpellier, France. Inevitable topics include: Anecdotes of embarrassing language errors, ridiculous pictures, concern about how Minnesota nice is limited to Minnesota, French. men., nervous breakdowns regarding my GPA because my classes are in French, puns, drinking wine and consequences thereof, my obvious wish to expatriate and never return to the United States, ECT.
Friday, May 6, 2011
JE NE REGRETTE RIEN
Hello dear readers (Janie). Here is your first film post. I hope this week, especially if it involves finals, finds you well. Yesterday, whilst studying, I watched La Vie en Rose in its entirety for the first time. Yes, I have deluded myself into thinking that watching films in French is some sort of studying technique. It was AMAZING. Let us discuss both the film and its awe-inspiring subject, Edith Piaf. This post will have multiple parts
Point 1: Edith was better at life that you will ever be / we are not worthy / your parents would prefer her as their child. Facts:
-"Despite numerous biographies, much of Piaf's life is shrouded in mystery."
-Marlene Dietrich was her maid of honor in her wedding to Jacques Pills
-Her next husband, Theo Sarapo, was 20 years younger than her.
-Her vibrato makes angels weep.
-"Denied a funeral mass by the Roman Catholic archbishop of Paris because of her lifestyle"
-"Charles Aznavour recalled that Piaf's funeral procession was the only time since the end of World War II that he saw Parisian traffic come to a complete stop."
-Lived in a brothel for some time as a child.
-Was blind for some time as a child (four years?), then regained sight after a saintly pilgrimage.
-On the Ed Sullivan Show 8 times.
-Sang at Carnegie Hall twice.
-Wore black dresses all the time because she was more stylish than you.
-Discovered while singing on the streets.
Singing "Non, je ne regrette rien":
Here
Singing "La vie en rose":
Here
I REGRET NOTHING.
Labels:
culture,
Edith Piaf,
music,
pre-departure
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