Three children in heaven

Kari 2022-01-12 08:01:10

Very beautiful and stylish French movies, with a magical temperament that attracts you. A lot of fragrant and thought-provoking dialogues, I want to save the screenshots one by one. One wonderful afternoon, I met three children from heaven.

Garance (female protagonist)-it was such a charming woman who took us to the busy streets of Paris at the beginning, a woman who didn't refuse kindness but had her own opinions and ideas. She may not have such a shocking face, nor was she born unattainable, but she has a calmness and self-confidence, a kind of ability to believe in others and an eye for discovering artistic beauty. With graceful steps, she immediately attracted the attention of the white-faced and white-haired boy. She also discovered that the boy was unique. She said, "He has a pair of lovely eyes."

Baptiste (male protagonist)-we saw him on a wine barrel at the entrance of the theater on the street. His father slapped him on the head and made all living beings laugh, but he looked indifferent and indifferent. But after Garance was wronged, he stepped forward and used a mime to vividly tell the world of Garance's innocence, and unexpectedly showed his talent and talent. He took the gratitude that Garance had given him-a delicate flower, affectionate and intoxicated. This was seen through by the woman who had always loved him.

Nathalie (female second)-She saw something was wrong with Baptiste at a glance, she could see his emotions. She comforted herself, she told herself, she still understood the facts. The man she has always loved so much has fallen in love with others, but she still believes in the beauty that she believes in. She is the daughter of the theater owner, and she often reclines on the pillar thinking about her things. She only needs to look at Baptiste to understand what he thinks and what he reads, and she can't help calling his name on the pantomime stage.

They are all children from heaven, still showing purity in the world, and still have an unhurried yearning.

Attach some information about María Casares (as Nathalie):

Throughout more than a century of movies, actresses of Latin descent have been shining strangely in any era, but the female stars from Spain, the mother country of Latin America, are not well known. Here is an actress from A Coruña, María Casares.

Maria, born in 1922, was originally named María Victoria Casares y Pérez. Her father Santiago Casares Quirog was the Prime Minister of Spain during the Spanish Civil War. During the Spanish Civil War, Maria took to the battlefield to become a nurse. After the Spanish Civil War, her family left Spain with her father and fled to France. Later, her father went to London, while she and her mother stayed in Paris. During her life in Paris, she changed her name to María Casares.

In Paris, she was admitted to the Paris Conservatory and began to engage in stage performances. In 1942, the 20-year-old Maria officially started her actor career. In her film career, the highest peaks are undoubtedly Bresson’s "Women of the Breuner Woods" and Jean Cocteau’s "Orpheus". "Under the lens of a master of black and white film, Maria is mysterious and noble, with an unattainable beauty. But even though her movies are loved by the public and admired by masters, she still likes stage performances and likes to stand on stage to receive flowers and praise.

In 1975, after living in France for almost 40 years, she became a French citizen and married her partner André Schlesser on stage three years later. In 1980, she published her autobiography "Résidenteprivilégiée", which described in detail the 16-year love between her and the famous French writer Camus.

In 1996, Maria died in France at the age of 74.

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Children of Paradise quotes

  • Jéricho: I may be drunk, but I've still got principles.

  • Jéricho: What's Baptiste got against me?

    Nathalie: Nothing. Only that you don't mind your own business.

    Jéricho: Is it his business what is or isn't mine? I've always lived all alone. So I take an interest in others. Always alone. That's not living. No one to love me. Nothing, zero, naught. If I were a widower, at least I'd have memories. But no woman would have me. They preferred petty fly-by-nights and libertines.