Word: frenchness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...ISABEL. French Canadian Actress Genevieve Bujold and her writer-director husband Paul Almond click with their first professional collaboration, creating a shocker that manages to be simultaneously heartwarming and spine-chilling...
...FRENCH, by François Nourissier; THE AMERICAN CHALLENGE, by J.J. Servan-Schreiber. France's cultural achievements and sophisticated tastes, say these two candid Frenchmen, mask crumbling institutions and outdated attitudes that must be changed if the country is to avert disaster...
...modern man, in fact, is richer than ever before in history-"richer than that of Pericles, for it includes all the Greek flowering that followed him; richer than Leonardo's, for it includes him and the Italian Renaissance; richer than Voltaire's, for it embraces all the French Enlightenment." Furthermore, they foresee no limits to man's long upward journey. "If progress is real despite our whining," they conclude, "it is not because we are born any healthier, better or wiser than infants were in the past, but because we were born to a richer heritage, born...
Frank Dawley, a young ex-factory worker, has deserted his wife and his pregnant mistress to fight for the F.L.N. against the French in Algeria. His journey turns into what might be called an existential Pilgrim's Progress. Is he simply trying to escape the ties of his former life, or is he really bent on revolutionizing the world by fighting for Communism and the Algerians? The relentless sun becomes a more formidable combatant than the French, the endless sand a more unarguable reality than any dialectic...
Surrounded by scorpions and fleas, sandstorms and the fire bombings from French helicopters, Dawley soon feels that his past is irretrievable and his future improbable. "They ambled like dead men, seeking refuge from the stony midday sun, no longer knowing that they walked. Land was like alcohol; he walked, and walking was like drinking. He drank it in on waking, and went all day from sundown to blackout wallowing in it until he dropped from exhaustion and total inebriation, happy and not caring if he ever woke again. Trudging all day over the flat stale beer of the stony plain...