That of two Renoirs beyond happiness...

Octave. Octave.

If there is anything in the world that would make me happy, it would be Henri Jeanson's quirky comment on Jean Renoir, as we know him all, the master of cinema. To quote:
"The other day at the Maison de la Culture --- a culture for greenhorns --- Jean Renoir the director of La Marseillaise gave a talk about cinema which Jean Renoir the director of Le Crime de Monsieur Lange would have laughed at.

For we possess two Renoirs.
A true Renoir.
And a false Renoir.
The true Renoir --- the one of Nana, La Chienne, Le Crime de Monsieur Lange --- is a companion of good humor, candor, and simplicity.
The false Renoir --- the one of La Marseillaise and the party of secret cells and dungeons --- is a character full of guile, cant and vanity.
The true Renoir is delighted by the success of his friends, the younger filmmakers.
The false Renoir can't tolerate competition, and he suffers as much as from the triumphs of his collegues as from the failure of his productions.
The true Renoir is a sensible and intelligent artist.
The false Renoir is a shrewd, crafty, cunning businessman.
The true Renoir has a heart... "

--- from "Jean Renoir," La Fleche de Paris (12 August 1938), reprinted in Richard Abel, French Film Theory and Criticism: A History/Anthology Volume II (New Jersey: Princeton University Press, 1988), 247 - 249
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, we have a disaster porn video of 2012 via Dan's Spectacular Attractions.

Would you love all of that? I bet!


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