When you are young and in love and you travel to Paris, you may, as we did, have a book that becomes a part of your stay as much as any bistro, walk, museum or park.
You can fall in love in Paris after meeting a stranger in a cafe and you stroll in the rain to the train station and he kisses you goodbye before you board the train!
Sad. I didn't know that. I once met Robert Doisneau in Paris and he spoke about Prévert with much emotion. Many people in the US have seen Children of Paradise but they may not know that Prévert wrote the screenplay for it.
Thank you, Richard, for remembering Prévert and sharing personal memories at the same time. There is so much about the history of France in the 20th century (in the arts and in politics) that can be revisited by following in Prévert's footsteps. I especially like the fact that he wrote songs, poems, plays, screenplays. His letters to his daughter were beautiful, full of little drawings and humor.
You can fall in love in Paris after meeting a stranger in a cafe and you stroll in the rain to the train station and he kisses you goodbye before you board the train!
You gotta write about that!
I did....it is in the book. I am about 80 pages in.
Bravo!
Thank you for introducing me to yet another great writer. I enjoyed the Montagne serenade, too.
Always nice to hear from you!
That's brilliant. I have never thought of it that way. Makes me want to rewatch it.
Sad. I didn't know that. I once met Robert Doisneau in Paris and he spoke about Prévert with much emotion. Many people in the US have seen Children of Paradise but they may not know that Prévert wrote the screenplay for it.
That's a dream-like film. The French Midsummer Night's Dream in a way.
Thank you, Richard, for remembering Prévert and sharing personal memories at the same time. There is so much about the history of France in the 20th century (in the arts and in politics) that can be revisited by following in Prévert's footsteps. I especially like the fact that he wrote songs, poems, plays, screenplays. His letters to his daughter were beautiful, full of little drawings and humor.
He was prolific! I don't know his letters to his daughter, but in researching this I saw that she died young, at 40!