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Except for a few false notes in the beginning, "The Perez Family" is a superlative work, profoundly funny, erotic and insightful, with a trace of melancholy that wafts through the film like Juan's Proustian memories of a day at the beach in pre-Castro Cuba. I can't remember the last time a movie gave me this much pleasure. "The Perez Family" is a rapturous dream of a film...
...film shifts gears with the introduction of Neshe Yasin, a Turkish woman poet who delivers a poignant Proustian reverie on a village from her childhood called Peristerona. Yasin's recherche du temps perduis the most explicit instance of the film's obsession with the question of memory. All the film's participants are intent on memory, remembering what was lost and the crimes committed by both sides. The film implies that the future of Cyprus depends in part on whether people can move beyond the memory of crimes, injustices and mutual recriminations...
...could have sex with his wife only by pretending that she was a man. Bob Hawks, a film exhibitor in his fifties who is also the documentary's most wonderful raconteur, discusses a teenage fascination with the young Robert Stack's "perky nipples," Hawks provides a marvelously detailed Proustian picture of gay bars in the `50s. He remembers "the thrill of having wool pants on that itched, and a white collar shirt that cut into your neck, and you were slow dancing with a stranger, and you were so hot and you were so uncomfortable with...
McDonald, who received her Ph.D. from Yale, published The Proustian Fabric in 1991 and is the editor of several books and essay collections on French literature...
...underpinnings of the law for a more comprehensive understanding and application has been growing. On a more pragmatic level, fashioning a hybrid of theology and law also seemed to be a canny professional move. I had cut loose any religious moorings during adolescence, succumbing only occasionally to bouts of Proustian introspections and Zen austerity. I had neither subscribed to the common Harvard utopian fantasies which too often involve communal dining on trestle tables in drafty halls nor seriously considered a life of contemplation...