Wednesday, May 3, 2017
Brandon's #82: L'Enfance Nue (Maurice Pialat, 1968)
The thing is, Francois is such a little shit. I'd like to smack him for what he did to Fang. He deserves much of what he acquires, good and bad. His caretakers are similarly complicated, not the monsters we are used to seeing. In one scene, his "grandpa" is holding him down and slapping him with a hand towel, the next he's teaching him how to repair his broken door, gently letting him know that bygones are always going to be bygones and that the slate can always be clean.
Pialat isn't afraid of the ugly details and offers their warm counterparts with no warning. This is the freshest entry for me, so I may regret it. I doubt it.