Bonjour, Notre Amis! We are so excited to watch and discuss Portrait of a Lady on Fire with you tonight starting at 7:30pm ET. We will be in here chatting amongst ourselves and also on Twitter using the hashtag #DamesOnFire.
This household of 3 women on island is honestly looking especially great to me right now. (And I am a person known to talk about my interest in living in some kind of ideal commune with friends -- one where we get plenty of individual space.)
The main flaw in this paint her but don't let her know you're painting her strategy so far is that those paints have such a distinctive & strong odor that for SURE the paint-ee must know what's going on
As a person who spent much of my adolescent years in art classes (and got very focused on portraiture/figure drawings), I'm still very into the close-ups of the art making process.
Watching this movie on New Year's Day CERTAINLY sent me into a Hinge Binge of swiping yes on woman because PHEW the longing in this film! P O T E N T!!!
From the depths of "school cancelled tomorrow because it's too cold" grey winter, I cannot describe how envious I am of this deep blue sea / clear blue sky combo / sandy cliffs combo.
Hello, friends! I am realizing that this might have been the last movie I saw in theatres before the pandemic and that is a thing I have unclear Feelings about.
I recall it was lovely on the big screen. I think I went to either a weekend matinee or a holiday weekday showing at the independent theatre downtown so there were only a few of us there, which was also lovely. Just feeling wrapped up in this story in a near empty movie theatre.
Salut, Substack chatters! Too many straight people follow me on Twitter, so I am here instead.
I have seen this movie once before, but in chunks, because I kept convincing myself I understood French well enough to stop reading the subtitles, and then fell asleep instead due to the comforting, half-comprehensive wash of Repressed Feelings.
Still love this on my third watch through.
Well, I loved it again. I did remember the last scene (at the orchestra) being MUCH shorter and ending with Héloïse walking out--the actual version is EXCRUCIATING?
It is SO INTENSE.
I just really think this movie might be flawless.
This household of 3 women on island is honestly looking especially great to me right now. (And I am a person known to talk about my interest in living in some kind of ideal commune with friends -- one where we get plenty of individual space.)
YUP. Bonus points if we have a lowkey but intense a cappella thing going on particularly nice evenings.
In my future commune, fireside lowkey but intense a cappella will be a regular part of the evening schedule.
(I currently live alone -- which now translates to Quite Alone.)
The casual "oh, it's to keep us from doing Great Art." !
IT DOESN'T EXPLAIN *ALL* HER LOOKS THOUGH
AHHH the 'vous me manquez' of it all
Are your historical ladies even lesbians if they don't smoke a pipe?
Agh, this maternal "I'm giving her everything I--I mean she--could ever want!" Milan convo.
The main flaw in this paint her but don't let her know you're painting her strategy so far is that those paints have such a distinctive & strong odor that for SURE the paint-ee must know what's going on
Well, sure, now this is all I can think about, and I have to assume they also have a Decoy Painter in a nearby salon.
Love an Important Gay Hand Admiration Moment.
I also went through a 'drawing lots of disembodied hands in my sketchbook' phase as an Art teen.
As a person who spent much of my adolescent years in art classes (and got very focused on portraiture/figure drawings), I'm still very into the close-ups of the art making process.
Whereas for me it's a real brain-bender of a "...what? ...how? do you look at a person and see THAT and then it WORKS?" Truly wild.
A mesh mask and a mask under a nose. This is upsetting.
at least there's a strong breeze?
I'm ready for snow to be done so I can go for a comfortable walk. (I fear I will slip and fall on ice). Also, that cape.
THAT! CAPE!!!!
The buoyancy of the hood is everything I want in a period piece.
Watching this movie on New Year's Day CERTAINLY sent me into a Hinge Binge of swiping yes on woman because PHEW the longing in this film! P O T E N T!!!
From the depths of "school cancelled tomorrow because it's too cold" grey winter, I cannot describe how envious I am of this deep blue sea / clear blue sky combo / sandy cliffs combo.
The color of the sea in particular is astonishing. That's a color we have in nature? That we can see???
Hello, friends! I am realizing that this might have been the last movie I saw in theatres before the pandemic and that is a thing I have unclear Feelings about.
It is the movie I planned to re-watch in the theatre when I got back from Australia, which, lol. Was it absolutely glorious on a bigger screen?
I recall it was lovely on the big screen. I think I went to either a weekend matinee or a holiday weekday showing at the independent theatre downtown so there were only a few of us there, which was also lovely. Just feeling wrapped up in this story in a near empty movie theatre.
I hear that. We've all been reminiscing about our last normal weekend around here, too. Lots of heavy sighs all around
Marianne's face is like..what if Keri Russell & Emma Watson had a baby?
Mon dieu! There's no way I'm the first person to remark that every shot of this film is so painterly
It is hard to look away from it to type, is the one problem here. So lovely!
but like -- THEY ARE!!
it's GORGEOUS
Salut, Substack chatters! Too many straight people follow me on Twitter, so I am here instead.
I have seen this movie once before, but in chunks, because I kept convincing myself I understood French well enough to stop reading the subtitles, and then fell asleep instead due to the comforting, half-comprehensive wash of Repressed Feelings.
glad to be here and queer with you!