Word: parisian
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...suggest a second theme: just how people are seeing here, now. The solipsism reaches hysteria at the Biennale de Paris, which proclaims itself the "manifestation of the young artists," meaning those under 35. The preoccupation this year was style, for its own sake. Noted in a random walk: a Parisian who signs himself Sibaja has sculpted two prizefighters out of red ice who bleed slowly into buckets under their boxing ring while a tape recorder plays crowd screams. They take a week to die. Minimal sculpture everywhere, reaching even into the Portuguese delegation. Pushbutton and wind-up sculptures break down...
Mannequins on Parade. The dream, apparently, had been to produce, as a sequel to My Fair Lady, a My Fabulous Lady based on the life and loves of Gabrielle Chanel, the great Parisian designer who is now a fairly fabulous 86 years old. What went wrong? The initial concept was wrong. The focal point of the fashion business is a dress. In and of itself, a dress is not dramatic. A parade of animated mannequins such as one gets in Coco does not make dresses dramatic either. A group of women milling about onstage always looks rather like a herd...
Director Claude Chabrol, a disciple of Hitchcock, shoots more for nuance than frisson. It is his wily variations on a hoary theme that give La Femme Infidèle its own small distinction. A wealthy Parisian insurance man (Michel Bouquet) takes casual note that his supple young wife (Stephane Audran) acts rather nervous when he interrupts her on the telephone. He engages a private detective to follow her on her shopping trips to Paris and has his worst suspicions quickly confirmed: she is having an affair. Her paramour is a writer (Maurice Ronet) who lives mostly off his "independent means...
...reader spends a whole day some time in a large Parisian bookstore like P.U.F. on the Blvd. St. Michel, he will find shelfloads of books on disciplines that do not exist in America. He will even find translations into French of books written in English of which he has never heard...
French-Fried. In France, where the vogue first caught on, it is known either as Concierge or Goulue, after Toulouse-Lautrec's mussy-haired jolie-laide. It was Parisian Hairdresser Christophe Carita who contrived an early Goulue 18 months ago (never-minding Brigitte Bardot, who had been topping her bikinis with it for a good while before that). Carita's colleague Alexandre got into the Concierge-Goulue act with a high-piled version winding up with a "brioche" for such style-setting clients as Princess Grace of Monaco and Vicomtesse Jacqueline de Ribes...