#albert maillard

[dreki]

Au revoir là-haut doodles because I can't get Édouard and Albert off my mind

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Ci rivediamo lassù di Pierre Lemaitre: un capolavoro sulla sopravvivenza e le ferite della guerra. Recensione di Alessandria today

Un racconto potente e struggente sulle cicatrici lasciate dalla Prima Guerra Mondiale.

Un racconto potente e struggente sulle cicatrici lasciate dalla Prima Guerra Mondiale. Biografia dell’autore. Pierre Lemaitre, nato a Parigi nel 1951, è uno dei più celebri autori contemporanei francesi. Inizialmente noto per i suoi thriller psicologici, Lemaitre ha poi raggiunto fama internazionale con i suoi romanzi storici, conquistando il Premio Goncourt nel 2013 proprio con “Ci rivediamo…

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Edith Piaf n'est française que de moitié car sa mère est d'origine Kabyle/Berbère. Ses grands-parents maternels sont Auguste Eugène Maillard (1866-1912) et Emma Saïd Ben Mohamed, dont le nom de scène est Aïcha. Emma est la fille de Saïd Ben Mohammed, un acrobate de cirque né en 1827 à Mogador, aujourd'hui Essaouira, au Maroc et mort en 1890 à 63 ans à Montluçon, dont les origines sont controversées, kabyle d'Algérie selon la revue à potins Vedettes ou du Maroc selon l'actrice Arletty berbère du Maroc selon Albert Bensousan ou marocain, et de Marguerite Bracco, d'origine italienne. Emma est née le 10 décembre 1876 à Soissons où son père était en représentation. Elle est également une artiste de cirque, connue pour un numéro de puces sauteuses. Elle s'est mariée en 1894 à Auguste Eugène Maillard, rencontré en Italie lors d'une tournée et est morte à Paris en 1930 (à 54 ans). La mère de Piaf, Annetta Giovanna Maillard, fille d'Auguste Maillard et Emma Saïd, est née à Livourne en Italie le 4 août 1895 et est morte le 6 février 1945 (à 49 ans) à Paris. Elle est une chanteuse connue de cabaret, de « beuglants » puis de rue sous le nom de scène Line Marsa. Elle a commencé sa carrière comme écuyère de cirque et funambule. Elle a une réputation d'alcoolique et de droguée. Au sujet de sa mère Annetta, son fils Herbert dira : « Une grande artiste, mais qui n'a pas su forcer sa chance… Elle a chanté au Chat noir, au Mikado, au Monocle… », puis part à la dérive – « la dérive, le mot est gentil… », et à propos de sa belle voix, Arletty raconte : « C'était pas la mère qui avait la voix de la fille, c'était la fille qui avait la voix de la mère ».

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Book recommendation tag game

Rules: recommend as many books as you like. please include genre and some basic information on it (either your words or a copy+paste synopsis). feel free to include cover art, a personal review, trigger warnings, and anything else! just don’t spoil the book!

Thank you for the tag, @dekarios 💕​

Days at the Morisaki Bookshop, by Satoshi Yagisawa

Genre: Contemporary fiction

Takako has never liked reading. That's why, after a romantic let-down, she isn't too thrilled about moving into the family's bookshop with her excentric uncle. In Jimbocho, a bookworm's dream, she hopes to mend her broken heart in peace, and, maybe, start anew.

A cosy story about connecting with people you kow and people you don't. There is a sequel, but I did enjoy this book more as a stand-alone.

The adventures of Amina al-Sirafi, by Shannon Chakraborty

Genre: Fantasy, historical fiction

Amina al-Sirafi repeats time and time again how she doesn't miss her old life. After all, she says, she's too old to cross the Indian Ocean as she used to, and she made too many enemies along the way as one of the most notorious pirates of her time. But when she's presented with an offer regarding her old crewmate, how could she say no?

This book reminded me of the stories I used to read when I was little, and even though I'm not too familiar with the tradition that inspired it, I never felt lost while reading.

TW: Death, general bigotry, violence

The Blackwater saga, by Michael McDowell

Genre: Horror, southern gothic, hostorical fiction (ish)

A novel in six installments that follows the lives of the Caskeys for 50 years, with a supernatural twist. It all starts when a flood devastates the small town of Perdido, in Alabama. As Oscar and Bray try to find someone in the ruins of their hometown, they come across Ellinor, a young woman who has been trapped for several days in one of the rooms of the hotel. Or so she says.

I'm using the spanish covers because they are too beautiful not too. It had been a while since I've been so inmersed in a series like this. I don't even know what can I say that won't spoil anything.

TW: Death, rape, body horror

She who became the sun, by Shelley Parker-Chan

Genre: Fantasy, historical fiction

With the birth of their son Chongba, the Zhu family is promised a brilliant life for him. They are mystified by his fate, the likes of which they only heard in legends. They aren't surprised, though, when they are told that their daughter is as unremarkable as any other girl. Which they ignore is her strong will and her desire to survive anything in her path, including taking a fake identity to make her own fate.

A dark and brutal story about desperate people doing everything in their power to see the next day. This was sold to me as a YA cute empowerment book; it is not. It's a war story about complicated and complex people.

TW: Death, violence, sexual content, dysphoria.

The great swindle, by Pierre Lemaitre

Genre: Historical fiction

It's only a few days until the World Word I comes to an end, both side know it. That's why the attack planned by the lieutenant Pradelle is so surprising. Luckily for Albert Maillard, another man saves his life during the offensive, but the awful consequences of it will make him feel in debt with him forever. After his stay in the hospital, Édouard is left so desfigured that he refuses to meet his family again, but convinces Albert to help him to get his revenge against the french government.

A heist book set in the 1920s, basically. And the film adaptation was incredible too. Again, pretend like there is no sequel to it.

TW: Disfigurement, ableism

No pressure tags: @veeples @lookingforsomethingcuzimbored @wayhavenots

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"Space Experts Reveal the Science Behind Grilling Barbeque for Extraterrestrial Tastes"

As the search for intelligent life beyond our planet continues, scientists and researchers have begun considering the potential culinary preferences of space aliens. And one dish that has caught their attention is none other than the beloved barbeque.

But why barbeque, you may ask? According to experts, the answer lies in the unique cooking method of grilling.

Grilling barbeque involves direct heat from a flame or hot coals, which adds a specific smoky flavor to the meat. This intense heat also causes a Maillard reaction, a chemical reaction that gives grilled meat its distinct browned and savory taste.

But what makes barbeque especially appealing for extraterrestrial taste buds? It all comes down to the carbon content.

According to Professor Albert Johnson, a specialist in astrobiology at the University of California, the high carbon content in grilled meats is a crucial factor. "Carbon is the basis of life as we know it," he explains. "And it's highly likely that aliens will have a similar preference for carbon-rich foods."

Furthermore, the Maillard reaction produces a compound called acrylamide, which is known to enhance the flavor of cooked meat. This flavor enhancer is attractive to aliens, who may have different taste receptors and preferences than humans.

But it's not just about taste. Grilling is also a universal cooking method, as it can be done anywhere with a source of heat – whether it's on a planet, moon, or spacecraft.

"Barbeque is a practical and efficient way to cook meat in a variety of settings," says Dr. Samantha Lee, a food scientist and consultant for NASA's space missions. "It's a cooking method that has stood the test of time and can easily adapt to different environments."

While there is no guarantee that extraterrestrial life enjoys barbeque, the science behind grilling makes it a promising option for serving up a taste of Earth to our potential alien neighbors.

With advancements in space technology, it's possible that we may one day be grilling barbeque on Mars or even beyond our solar system. As we continue to explore the universe, who knows, we may even come across an intergalactic cookout with aliens enjoying a good old-fashioned barbeque.

So the next time you fire up the grill, remember that your love for barbeque may one day bridge the gap between humans and extraterrestrial beings. Happy grilling!

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Au revoir là-haut (2017)

Regarder Au revoir là-haut 2017 Film complet en streaming français VF et gratuit – Au revoir là-haut (2017) le film en entier Novembre 1918. À quelques jours de l’Armistice, Edouard Péricourt sauve Albert Maillard d’une mort certaine. Rien en commun entre ces deux hommes si ce n’est la guerre et le lieutenant Pradelle qui, en donnant l’ordre d’un assaut absurde, brise leurs vies en même temps qu’il lie leurs destins. Sur les ruines du carnage de la première guerre mondiale, chacun va tâcher de survivre: Pradelle s’apprête à faire fortune sur le dos des morts tandis qu’Albert et Edouard, condamnés à vivre, vont tenter de monter une arnaque monumentale. Read the full article

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evidence

i DID read all of these except for the one specified.

not pictured:

-all the authors ripping off their actual successes like the pigeon goes to school or clifford takes a shit or whatever the hell. those are all f tier

-one of my favorites, "good news, bad news" which i couldnt find in the room where books are kept. thats a tier

S TIER:

-everything is connected by jason gruhl, illustrated by ignasi font. can't really communicate how good this one is, makes me want to write picture books

-happy (says mies van hout and lemniscaat but i dont know who the author is out of those). highly expressive drawings of fish paired with simple labels of emotions. i LOVE things that encourage kids to look at more abstract art

A TIER:

-pete the cat and his four groovy buttons, written by eric litwin and illustrated by painter james dean who i believe did pete the cat before he was books. cute and not nearly enough childrens books with a message of "don't worry too much"

-harry the dirty dog by gene zion, illustrated by margaret bloy graham. a fascinating allegory for the human condition and it teaches kids about negative space

-not quite narwhal by jessie sima. very nice and positive outlook on multiple identities, perfectly executed. twee but who cares

-on the night you were born by nancy tillman. highly joyful and lightly religious.

-meesha makes friends by tom percival. about autism, kinda heavy handed, still nice

-what will fit? by grace lin. visual mathematics and spatial reasoning. too rare in books for young children

-bringing the rain to kapiti plain by verna aardema illustrated by beatriz vidal. lovely fairy tale, nice rhyming, was one of my favorites as a kid

-the red book by barbara lehman. no words, fascinating storytelling. loses a few points because its reliant on the kid audience paying close attention

-the color kittens by margaret wise brown. the best classic little golden book ive ever seen by far. little more than that.

-go, dog, go! by pt eastman. a good seuss disciple until the part where all the dogs have a party in the tree, a concept which i remember bringing great delight to me and other young girls

-the family book by todd parr. todd the legend. this is his only book here and it's a perfect a. nothing noteworthy but books like this dont need to be

-ten little fingers and ten little toes by mem fox, illustrations by helen oxbury. the best of the "youre a baby" books here. nice and cute message of all babies on earth but loses points because there have to be some babies born with a different amount of digits right

B TIER:

-i see you (by?) eric carle. eric the legend. this one is adorable, exactly the quality youd expect from such an artist.

-fry bread by kevin noble maillard, illustrated by juana martinez-neal. massive bonus points for the pages covered with tribe names. great example of how to introduce things like this to kids without downplaying the size of history

-the mouse, the strawberry, and the big hungry bear by don and audrey wood, illustrated by don wood. i just realized myparents are gonna be really mad if they come home and the floor is covered in books. even cuter when i realized its written by two people.

-walking together by elder albert d marshall and louise zimanyi, illustrated by emily kewageshig. simple injection of native spirituality, would cause kids to ask questions (good)

-the umbrella by beth ferry and tom lichtenheld. simple but holds attention perfectly until the payoff.

-the very hungry caterpillar by eric carle. eric the legend. classic on its own. nothing to say

-abuela by arthur dorros, illustrated by elisa kleven. another sweet family story. extra love that it teaches spanish without feeling catered towards english speaking white kids.

-thunder bunny by barbara helen berger. best of all the "animal is born with a weird trait" stories present for its shameless mythologization.

-here and now by julia denos, illustrated by e b goodale. a lot of basic stuff about mindfulness that wouldve went in one of my ears and out the other, but i think they hit on more by asking children to think directly about the book being in their hands or their teachers hands, their bodies being positioned in relation to that, the floor and ground, and so on. its almost like simulation psychadelics in that sense

-the tenth good thing about barney by judith viorst, illustrated by erik blegvad. good basic meditation on death but wordy

-mr brown can moo! can you? by dr seuss. theodore. i wasnt going to put this any higher because i have nothing to say but what could i complain about

-a little stuck by oliver jeffers. apparently an abridged version of stuck? boring but thats the point, which is a good artistic concept to introduce to kids. i would talk about it if i were a librarian

-goodnight moon by margaret wise brown. was always boring to me, but legendary as a work of poetry

-the empty pot by demi (no further information). i love classical allegories!! i dont know if children do so much though

-in the attic by hiawyn oram, illustrated by satoshi kitamura. kind of story thats overdone except for the twist at the end which wraps it up nicely.

-og clifford by norman bridwell. i forgot there was an actual premise in the first book

C TIER:

-moon by britta teckentrap. cute concept, wouldve bored me.

-little you by richard camp, illustrated by julie flett. also lovely but would have bored me.

-it's spring! by samantha berger and pamela chanko, illustrated by melissa sweet. was expecting this to be nothing but it's definitely something. interesting that this one took two people to write though

-where the wild things are by maurice sendak. never cared about it as a kid but legendary art.

-little blue truck by alice schertle, illustrated by jill mcelmurry. the best of all the "relatively small machine" stories present.

-a friend for growl bear by margot austin illustrated by david mcphail. some fake ass last names in here. one of my favorites as a child but it also made me sad until the last page

-the snowy day by ezra jack keats. god tier illustrations, wouldve bored me.

-are you my mother by p d eastman. nice, classic. been aped plenty.

-my heart fills with happiness by monique gray smith, illustrations by julie flett. hold on pause post. another one that does nothing wrong but i would not have taken much from it

-don't let the pigeon drive the bus! by mo willems. very great concept leaning into child contrarianism, i saw an interactive childrens theater play based on it once and it was very fun

-"huggy kissy" and "potty", from a series of other books with similar names, by leslie patricelli. unexpectedly cute and concise but expectedly very basic, no points for narrative effort

-blueberry girl by neil gaiman, illustrated by charles ves (?) i cant see the name now in the photo i took. as i read this i thought "this is nicely structured and sweet but has weird appropriative white people vibes". then i saw the author and that made sense. my prayer for neil gaimans daughter is a bit different: break contact asap

-lloyd finds his whalesong by skylaar amann. not particularly unique but a good opportunity to teach about different forms of communication between humans and animals

-along came a fox by geogiana deutsch, illustrated by cally johnson-isaacs. story concept is b tier but the aesthetics chosen are simply too generic

-full, full, full of love by trish cooke illusrated by paul howard. this one is boring by way of plot but pro-soul food family books can only go so wrong. as things stand theres too many books about white children eating apple slices with grandpa i dont fucking care

-aberts tree by jenni desmond. interestingly, uses the same forest aesthetics i hated in along came a fox, but i dont find them as grating here. the story is ok

-all you need for a snowman by alice schertle, illustrated by barbara lavalee. as a child i did not understand the premise that the children are doing a stone soup type of thing. to me it was just a book about snowmen with an increasing number of words in the same sentence which is pretty common for childrens books

D TIER:

-the mole sisters and the question, other mole sisters books, by roslyn schwartz. for some reason reading these made me genuinely mad but i cant dock too many points because i literally cant put my finger on why

-the hike by allison farrell. LOVE the words on each page labelling the visible elements of nature. dont really care about any other part of this

-stellaluna by janell cannon. sorry but i think this one is boring. you only liked it because you thought the bat was cute. overhyped

-i am perfectly designed by karamo brown, with jason "rachel" brown, illustrated by annosha syed. theoretically sweet and moving but the art style does something bad to my feelings towards humanity

-lola reads to leo, lola plants a garden, lola visits the library by anna mcquinn. very goody two shoes, would have hated this, but slightly better production quality than most other equivalent books. ranked in order of most to least premise

-outside in by underwood/derby (??). very preachy. important subject, but not a lot of room for kids to think about it for themselves

-the lion and the mouse by jerry pinkney. i love when fables are retold in a more conscious and empathetic manner like this and i like wordless stories but the realistic art style combined with no words wouldve meant i tuned out instantly if this was ever "read" to me like it would instantly dissolve in my brain

-tumble bumble by felicia bond. plotless and the art style makes me sigh but i also "liked" this one a lot when i was young (prompted thoughts of spatial reasoning in my mind, i actually remember finding it a bit frustrating)

-the piggy in the puddle by charlotte pomerantz, illustrated by james marshall. art is very cute to me as an adult but i wouldve disliked this for the general lack of payoff

-let's go, froggy! by i cant tell the page is ripped. subject matter is something i was deeply frustrated by as a child but in theory i like these kinds of narratives where parents make the same mistake as their children. execution is mediocre.

-i am a bunny by ole risom, pictures by richard scarry. holy shit i dont care. im so mad at the idea of trying to form an opinion on this

- i am a mouse by ole risom, pictures by richard scarry. are you fucking shitting me dude

-annie and the wild animals by jan brett. i also dont know what the hell i could possibly say about this one. ranked lower than the others for feeling slightly pretentious without the presence of any intelligence to justify it.

-the maybe garden by kimberly burke-weiner, illustrated by fredrika p spillman. this is a bad picture book for children but honestly a pretty good one for adults. i think the value of the message and tone would be lost on children it would just be really boring to them

-i can do it! by trish holland, illustrated by vanessa brantley newton. this is a childrens book written to appeal to adults, not like the one i just described above being good for adults to read, but for adults to feel good about giving to their kids who will not care because its just a portrayal of a child going to school. i remember books like this having a condescending feeling that made me mad though i didnt know why at the time. its because theres nothing for a child to get from this its for parents

-a fox found a box by ged adamson. same watercolor woodland aesthetics i hate, story adds nothing to make it worthwhile

-mike mulligan and his steam shovel by virginia lee burton. love the personification of the steam shovel, everything else is dismal

F TIER:

-many moons by james thurber, illustrated by louis slobodkin. i usually like fairy tales more than this. i think i always hated stories where characters were tricked superficially like this by people close to them because i was scared of that

-seeds and trees by brandon walden, illustrated by kristen and kevin howdeshell. what the hell did the author of this book do. this is some james sunderland shit

-the rainbabies by laura krauss melmed, illustrated by jim lamarche. boring and i hate how close the old people are to you in the drawings. i like the old man on the back pogging though

-bear and wolf by daniel salmieri. waste of paper. literally what was the fucking point of this

-elizabeth hen by siobahn dodds. wouldve been a great way to teach about the difference between fertilized and unfertilized eggs but thats too close to sex i guess so lets just waste more fucking time and paper and ink

-good dog, carl by alexandra day. seems like someone politely informing you of a better childrens book you could write than this one

-charlies superhero underpants by paul bright and lee wildish. wouldve scored higher if the book jacket didnt use fucking metallic print. insanely self important for something with no substance

-the seven silly eaters by mary ann hoberman, illustrated by marla frazee. this poor woman gets no fucking break until her kids make her a cake on ACCIDENT

-the rose in my garden written by arnold lobel, illustrated by anita lobel. i remember that i read this one but i cant for the life of me remember what it was "about", im guessing nothing

-the night before kindergarten by natasha wing, illustrated by julie durrell. oh my god i dont care. get this white child out of my sight forever

-franklin and the thunderstorm by paulette bourgeois, illustrated by brenda clark. i fucking hate franklin

-i'm a bulldozer by dennis r shealy, illustrated by bob staake. propaganda

-the little snowplow by lora koehler, illustrated by jake parker. less informative that the previous one and i hate the snowplows fucking face.

-all baby einstien books. in a complete inversion of the name, these are an insult to the intelligence of the age group zero and up

-maybe by kobi yamada, illustrated by gabriella barouch. trying to skate by on the talent of your illustrator is low.

-my beautiful child by lisa desimini and matt mahurin. dont remember a single thing about this but apparently it sucked

-emma's pet by david mcphail. ??? what relation does this have to anything. i genuinely cant think of a thing to take from this as an adult i dont know why it was made

HELL TIER:

last week tonight with john oliver presents: a day in the life of marlon bundo, by jill twiss, illustrated by e g keller. i did not even open this one. everyone involved in making this should be burnt at the stake. apologize to marlon brando. apologize to rabbits. apologize to children. apologize to art

this weekend im staying at the house i work at and ill be making a tier list of all the childrens picture books there

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— You're mad! — He says: "Banal + ugly + expensive = success!"

Au revoir là-haut (2017)

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Elle avait les yeux bleus, bon, à vous ça ne vous dit rien, mais pour Albert, ces yeux-là, c'était un gouffre, un précipice.

Au Revoir Là-Haut (PIERRE LEMAITRE)

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  Constance-Caroline Lefebvre, sometimes spelled Lefèvre, (born 21 December 1828 in Paris, France; died 1905) was a French opera singer described as a mezzo-soprano and as a soprano. She started her career in 1849 and performed until her retirement in 1866, mostly playing "dugazon" roles. She married her stage partner, famous baritone and composer Jean-Baptiste Faure, in 1859.Lefebvre's early education took place in the Conservatoire de Paris under the guidance of David Banderali for her voice training and Théodore-François Moreau-Sainti for her opéra comique training, both in which she would win first prizes.  Lefebvre debuted at the Opéra-Comique on 12 October 1849 as Carlo Broschi in La part du diable by Daniel Auber.[1] Her following roles were often labeled as mezzo-soprano "dugazon" roles, including Le Toréador et Le Postillon de Lonjumeau by Adolphe Adam (Madeleine); Joconde and Jeannot et Colin by Nicolas Isouard (Jeannette); Joseph en Égypte by Étienne Méhul (Benjamin); Le Pré-aux-clercs by Ferdinand Hérold (Isabelle); Le Petit Chaperon rouge by François-Adrien Boieldieu (Rose d'amour); L'Épreuve villageoise (Denise) by André Grétry; Fra Diavolo (Zerline), La Sirène and Haydée by Daniel Auber; and especially Fromental Halévy's operas, Les Mousquetaires de la reine (Berthe de Simiane), La Dame de pique, Le Val d'Andorre, and La Fée aux roses.Throughout the 1850s, Lefebvre's career was marked by the creation of many roles. In 1850, she created Palomita in La Chanteuse voilée by Victor Massé and another role in Les Porcherons by Albert Grisar; in 1852, she created La Croix de Marie by Louis-Aimé Maillard and Madelon by François Bazin, followed by the titular role in Colette by Justin Cadaux in 1853. In 1854, she created Prascovia in L'Étoile du Nord by Giacomo Meyerbeer and then Massé's Miss Fauvette, Grisar's Le Chien du jardinier, and Rosette in Adam's Le Housard de Berchini in 1855. She created three roles in operas by Ambroise Thomas: Le Songe d'une nuit d'été in 1850, Stella in Raymond ou le Secret de la reine in 1851, and Psyché in 1857.

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That's My Jazz | A Breakwater Original from Breakwater Studios Ltd. on Vimeo.

A Breakwater Original

Milt Abel II, a world renowned pastry chef, reflects on his relationship with his late father Milton Abel Sr., a legendary Kansas City jazz musician.

Starring Chef Milton Abel II and featuring Chef Michael Magliano

Directed by Ben Proudfoot | ben@breakwaterstudios.com Cinematography by David Bolen Edited by Federico Conforti Music Composed, Orchestrated & Conducted by Nicholas Jacobson-Larson Post-Production Supervision by Dillon Brown Supervising Sound Editing & Re-recording by Sean Higgins Color by Stephen Derluguian Produced by Jeremy Lambert Executive Produced by Richard Graham, Jeremy Lambert, Abby Lynn Kang Davis, Ben Proudfoot, Abby Pucker, Josh Rosenberg Production Coordinated by Gabe Godoi Production Design by Terry Quennell Sound Editing by T.J. Jacques Assistant Camera - Alex van Putten Loader - Craig Samuels Score Preparation by Alessandro Saini Music Mixed by Brad Haehnel Music Supervisor - Rylan Soref Foley Artists - Alyson Dee Moore & Christopher Moriana Foley Mixer - John Sanacore

For Breakwater Studios Elizabeth Brooke Joey Lambert Ann Le Dawn O'Keeffe Danny Santos Kristi Wenaus Jaimie Woo

The "Silhouette Band" Marie Buch Hoyer Lasse Funch Sørensen Lasse Mørck Søren Høst

Cast In Order Of Appearance Young Milton - Kaleb Ross Milton Abel Sr. - Richard Spicer & Henry Franklin Jazz Band - Albert Trepanier Jr., Bobby Spencer, Norman Weatherly, Michael Be Holden

Patrons Retha Spencer Cathy Luke Ibrahima Sow

The Producers Wish To Thank Andersen & Maillard Sarah Abel & Family Linda Abel Hans Christian Andersen Mathias Fabricius James Lee Abby Pucker Obay Media

Special Thanks The Dresden John Garrity Chuck Haddix IKEA - Kastrup Chef Thomas Keller Austin Kolodney Chef Michael Magliano Matthew McDonald Mike Murphy Mike Ning Michael Risley Grace Zahrah

Shot on Arri Alexa Mini, Arricam LT, and Cooke Anamorphics

Film Scanning by Fotokem

Images Courtesy of Kansas City Public Television Thomas Keller Restaurant Group

"Big Noise From Winnetka" Written by Bob Haggart and Ray Bauduc

"Perdido" Performed by Kansas City Jazz Spectrum Ensemble with Milt Abel. Courtesy of Kansas City Music International, Inc.

"Better Than Anything" Performed and produced by Sherry Jones with Milt Abel. Musical Concept and Direction by Mike Ning Recorded on Jan 21, 28, & Feb 4 1983

Shot on Location in Copenhagen, Denmark and Los Angeles, California

Made with Love by Breakwater Studios Ltd. in Halifax, Nova Scotia and Los Feliz, California

breakwaterstudios.com | @breakwaterstud

[dreki]

been reading Au revoir là-haut (The Great Swindle/See you up there), years after watching the movie adaptation. Albert's chapters are the absolute best. he's just a scared lil' guy. love him.

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1918, the great war is about to prevent. The soldiers wait with patience in the trenches for the purchase announcing the retreat for  free movies  with the troops from the front. Even so the last offensive will take put, an offensive that will get away from Edward Périgord disfigured for a long time when he had just preserved his friend Albert Maillard a certain death. And that on account of Paradelle, the crazy expert who lives only for and also the war. Now cracked mouth, Edward leaves to have with Albert, who is looking for a decent job. The two accomplices decide to set up a mad scam: sell war memorials to cities after Récourt’s drawings, pocket the money, certainly not build the monuments in addition to leave. Far.

With Adios up their Albert DuPont adapted the novel of the identical name written by Pierre Lemaitre and winner of the Prix publics Goncourt in 2013. Yet I will not compare with the particular novel here, for  free movies  the basic reason that I did not level read. But for those who confess the film passes quickly on moments that had taken pages and pages inside the novel, I will not take attributes and I will quote DuPont himself: “An adaptation is surely an extension. I am subject to the particular rhythm of the image. Which it, you do what you want using this sentence and I go to our criticism!

This is the kind of motion picture that is a pleasure to see inside French cinematographic landscape. A new daring film, a film of energy with a real ambition connected with cinema, staging (I will not rank the very good Make tan the corpses on this basket because although the directors are French, all the production is Belgian. And Belgium is much less cautious with regard to genre cinema than France). But Goodbye up there is less a film of time than a film that will create its own universe. Thanks to his characters worthy of a vaudeville a bit bittersweet. But also, and especially thanks to the masks of Edward who will take the film in a register at the edge of the unreal, creating a damage form. The masks are sublime and therefore are largely what allows the particular film to switch into a multi-colored and abundant universe regarding details for free movies .

Everything is done to be able to embark the spectator over a cinema trip. Through one more era, with the help of truculent character types to which one attaches. The particular narration is well balanced so that the flashbacks do not chaos the story but add to the picaresque side of the thing. But since the film progresses, the particular film, even if it does not drop in quality, loses a number of its magic. Gradually the particular universe seems less special and the charm takes a little longer to operate. Fortunately, all that comes back in the scene of the terrace towards the end of the film where the two actors present are excellent and allow a real moment of emotion. Everything is supported by a very nice music composed by Christophe Julien.

The actors are overall very good. Nahual Perez Biscay art, we also saw this year in the grand Prix of the Cannes festival 120 beats per minute, is sensational in Édouard Périgord. Without speaking, without even showing his face, he were able to create his character from day one, to give him a way of getting to move, to move. A real body gesture. The face all the time hidden by the mask, he makes each of the emotions of the world pass through his or her eyes, and he is quite wonderful. Actor to follow very closely! DuPont offers himself the function of Albert Maillard, Dadaist who seems little practical and who is quite captivating. Laurent Lafitte (of the particular French comedy! ) Is great in Paradelle, big the additional of history, almost shows. He seems to revel in playing this unpleasant role. The kind of character we love to hate.

[youngsaladphilosopher]

"#加速主义#Zarah has fond memories of meeting Prince Albert of Monaco, whose marriage to Princess Charlene has been the subject of tabloid scrutiny. It was 2014 and the recording artist was at a gala function in Monte Carlo with Roger Moore and his family. ""He was very warm and welcoming,"" she told Fox News. ""And he has a great sense of humor. I enjoyed his company from the beginning. He’s very down to earth and spoke immediately of his love for the arts, film and theater. That runs through his family and his love for Monaco."" But the evening was more than just a glamorous night out. Zarah’s husband, Eugene Maillard, was the CEO of Very Special Arts (VSA) at the Kennedy Center, which aims to ensure that the arts are accessible to all. He was formerly the executive director of the Grammy Foundation. The couple was in the process of potentially collaborating on a project with Albert. The idea was potentially a filmed concert that would raise awareness of global dance among youth. However, Maillard died in 2020 before it came to fruition."

[dangerouskingcheesecake]

"#加速主义#Zarah has fond memories of meeting Prince Albert of Monaco, whose marriage to Princess Charlene has been the subject of tabloid scrutiny. It was 2014 and the recording artist was at a gala function in Monte Carlo with Roger Moore and his family. ""He was very warm and welcoming,"" she told Fox News. ""And he has a great sense of humor. I enjoyed his company from the beginning. He’s very down to earth and spoke immediately of his love for the arts, film and theater. That runs through his family and his love for Monaco."" But the evening was more than just a glamorous night out. Zarah’s husband, Eugene Maillard, was the CEO of Very Special Arts (VSA) at the Kennedy Center, which aims to ensure that the arts are accessible to all. He was formerly the executive director of the Grammy Foundation. The couple was in the process of potentially collaborating on a project with Albert. The idea was potentially a filmed concert that would raise awareness of global dance among youth. However, Maillard died in 2020 before it came to fruition."

[marinebouquine]

Au revoir là-haut - Pierre Lemaître

“On ne peut pas gagner contre quelque chose qu'on ne comprend pas.” 

C’est l���histoire d’une fille qui arrive tôt, bien trop tôt à la gare pour prendre son train qui part en retard, très en retard. Cerise sur le gâteau, elle a fini la lecture qu’elle avait emmené pour le trajet, elle se retrouve les mains vides, sans littérature pour accompagner sa solitude. Heureusement, on trouve toujours dans les gares des livres sur les rayons des boutiques Relay, et le premier livre qu’elle voit, pile à la hauteur de ses yeux sur la première étagère, c’est Au revoir là-haut, un Prix Goncourt dont on lui a vendu à plusieurs reprises les mérites. C’est un signe : elle l’achète et se met à le dévorer sur les quais, en attendant le grand départ. 

Qu’est-ce que ça raconte ? 

La guerre de 14-18 bat ses dernières mesures sur les champs de bataille français, la rumeur gronde que la France sera bientôt gagnante et les soldats attendent impatiemment de pouvoir rentrer, enfin, chez eux. Parmi eux, Albert Maillard, comptable indécis et plutôt mou qui ne pense qu’à retrouver sa Cécile, mais également Édouard Péricourt, jeune artiste enthousiaste héritier d’une grande famille parisienne, et Henri d’Aulnay Pradelle, lieutenant assoiffé de pouvoir, rejeton d’une aristocratie déchue qui veut redorer ses lettres de noblesse et voit en la guerre l’occasion d’une belle ascension sociale. Ces trois hommes, qui n’ont pourtant rien à voir, voient leur destin lié par une ultime bataille quelques jours avant la paix : Henri déclenche le conflit, Albert s’en rend compte et manque de mourir, piégé dans un trou d’abus par son lieutenant criminel, et Édouard sauve son camarade, sacrifiant sa chance légendaire et un morceau de son visage au passage. Ils regagnent tous trois la société parisienne, mais la réinsertion n’est pas facile pour tout le monde et de vastes arnaques revanchardes ne tardent pas à voir le jour...

Il n’est jamais facile de traiter le sujet de la guerre mais Pierre Lemaître n’a pas volé son prix Goncourt en abordant de 14-18, des héros qui n’en sont pas vraiment, des soldats qui ne se sentent pas reconnus, d’un système qui s’effondre sur lui-même, d’une société incapable d’aider ceux qui l’ont sauvée du désastre. Quand certains essaient de gagner honnêtement leur vie, pour survivre et répondre à leurs besoins médicaux, d’autres, des escrocs, plument l’état allègrement et se font des millions. J’ai adoré la teneur des personnages, mais tout particulièrement du soldat artiste Péricourt. Édouard est un personnage haut en couleurs, terriblement attachant, extravagant, incompris et provocant. Partout où il passe, il sème un peu de sa folie et apporte la vie et l’animation. La famille Péricourt a été la première à en profiter comme à en faire les frais : Marcel n’a pas supporté tant d’éclats, Madeleine les adorait. Albert est également emporté par les frasques de son ami et protégé, au cours de ce qui deviendra certainement la période la plus folle et excitante de sa vie, un interlude d’escroc national de génie entre une vie de comptable indifférent et celle d’un mari expatrié dans les colonies. La petite Louise, qui confectionne des masques tous plus ambitieux les uns que les autres avec Édouard, son père, qui le regrette une fois disparu, et même le personnel de l’hôtel où il réside avant son ultime performance sont attirés par son magnétisme et ses loufoqueries. Édouard est unique, détestable et adorable, insoumis et électrisant : il vit pour lui, pour ses folies, pour cette sensation de l’accomplissement, pour la goutte d’eau qui fait déborder la vase, pour l’adrénaline et l’impression de se sentir vivant. Il transgresse toutes les limites dans un monde bien à lui, se fiche des conséquences et n’aspire qu’à concrétiser tous les projets qui tempêtent sous son crâne, dans cette gueule désormais bien cassée. J’ai aussi aimé Albert bien sûr, et j’ai adoré détester Pradelle, les personnages étaient bien construits et j’ai été triste de perdre Édouard pendant les dernières pages, même si un tel personnage ne pouvait que tirer sa révérence de façon aussi théâtrale, comme un dernier saut de l’ange, armé d’ailes multicolores et après s’être assuré que sa petite protégée serait en sécurité, ne se laissant pas attraper par l’ennemi Pradelle et mourant tragiquement et accidentellement de la main de son père. Il était également assez jouissif de voir l’arnaque de Pradelle s’effondrer lentement d’abord, puis à vitesse éclair, par la main d’un fonctionnaire en fin de carrière refusant de se laisser corrompre malgré tout l’appui offert par la haute société à l’escroc, malgré les milliers de francs qu’on lui avait offerts. Les dernières pages étaient particulièrement prenantes : Albert et Édouard allaient-ils se faire attraper quelques jours seulement avant le grand départ ? Albert avait-il eu raison d’être réticent dès le départ ou fallait-il suivre les folles idées d’Édouard ? 

Là où Pierre Lemaître est très fort, c’est qu’il arrive à nous faire apprécier deux crapules qui volent l’argent de familles déjà démunies en utilisant l’argument des morts au combat, eux qui ont failli y passer dans des circonstances terribles. Mais ils sont braves ces deux soldats, ils ont tout donné au combat, ont survécu à un éclat d’obus dans le visage pour l’un, au fait d’être enterré vivant pour l’autre. Ils ont tout donné pour la France et ne sont pas reconnus, ils sont abandonnés, avec un trou dans le visage et une dépendance à la morphine pour l’un, à une existence maussade rythmée par la paranoïa et les humiliations pour l’autre. Ils aspirent à de meilleures conditions de vie, à un semblant de reconnaissance, à ne plus se sentir sous-estimés et en danger. Ils ont peut-être raison de tenter le tout pour le tout, qui sommes-nous pour les juger... Bref, une excellente lecture que je recommande !

Vous voulez l’acheter ? Comme dit plus haut, j’ai trouvé cet exemplaire dans un Relay, pour la modique somme de 8,90€ mais il est possible de le trouver chez des libraires indépendants ou à la Fnac ou Cultura pour des montants similaires.