Faubourg Saint-Denis

Thanks, Jeff Frame. I miss this sort of thing.

Some text for non-French speakers out there (like myself).

 

From Paris, Je T’aime

“Faubourg Saint-Denis” directed by Tom Tykwer

 

THOMAS:

“Francine, I remember exactly.  It was May 15th.  Spring was late, it was about to rain and you were screaming. . . . And you were accepted, of course.  You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue of Faubourg-Saint-Denis.  I showed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school.  I introduced you to my friends, my parents.  I listened to your texts, your singing, your hopes, your desires, your music.  You listened to mine.  My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian.  I gave you a Walkman.  You gave me a pillow.  And one day, you kissed me.

 

(high-speed film now)

Time went by, time flew and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free, so new, so unique.  We went to the movies, we went dancing, we went shopping, we laughed, you cried, we swam, we smoked, we shaved.  For no reason, or for a reason.  Yes, sometimes for a reason.  (we see Thomas and Francine facing each other, standing still, as the world moves around them in high-speed)

 

I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams, I listened to your singing, to your hopes, your dreams, your music.  You listened to mine.  We were close, so close, ever so close.  We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed.  You screamed, sometimes for a reason and sometimes without.  Time went by, time flew. (we see Thomas and Francine facing away from each other, standing still, as the world continues to move around them in high-speed)

 

I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams.  You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French.  I studied for my exams.   You screamed, sometimes for a reason.  Time went by for no reason.  You screamed for no reason.  I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams.  Time went by, you screamed, you screamed, you screamed.  I went to the movies. . . .”

  • Greg

    One of my favorites. Thanks again.

    • theamishjihadist

      I’m merely the vessel.

      (I know, I’m freakin’ hilarious.)