Entre Les Murs

And here is my review of Entre Les Murs, released here in the states as The Class.
I went to see the film a week before last Sunday, the 22nd, with a group of (perhaps not-so-)old friends. I really enjoyed the film. I thought it was absolutely wonderful, apart from one lone scene (Spoiler alert for between the two lines of asterisks at the end of the post, though this isn't actually a big giveaway in this case). Anyway, I thought it was a brilliant movie, not quite to the level of Slumdog, but other than that the best movie or perhaps my favourite anyway, that I've seen in a theatre since Juno, certainly I think one of my top five ever seen in theatre, possibly top three. Yes, that good, though I should probably put a disclaimer here; maybe I will later. More likely I'll just explain it in my next movie post, hopefully later today.
I will warn that none of the people I went to see it with liked it all that much. I really don't know why for the most part, but one of my friends at least thought that it was boring; she didn't see any point to any of it. Well, I'm not so sure that there is one clear distinct point; perhaps this is part of what I perceive as the greatness of it. I think it is quite good without such a point. In life, there is not one clear distinct point to every several months, which swamps every other waking moment out. Well, ok, sometimes there rather is, but even then there are in all but extreme cases other little things taking place as well. Anyway, I really enjoyed the film and would strongly recommend it, though I might suggest going in knowing that it's semi-autobiographical and that the actor who plays 'main character' is actually the guy who wrote the book and whose life it's based on, and that thinking of it almost as a documentary might help.

Appréciez!
(Somebody who knows French, please check the conjugation; I suspect it's wrong)





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The scene where he's sitting alone in the cafeteria and smoking a cigarette and the worker tells him smoking isn't aloud and he tells her he knows but didn't think he'd be disturbing anyone since he was all by himself. I really just don't get the purpose of this scene at all, plus I didn't like that he was a smoker, so I'd prefer if the scene didn't exist, we wouldn't lose anything, and I'd get to imagine that he might not be a smoker

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