Souvenirs intimes

I don't know why Pascale Bussieres isn't a huge star in the USA, while Julia Roberts is. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, America! Can't you see how beautiful and sexy Pascale is? Or are you just too Francophobic to watch French movies, even French Canadian movies?

I'm an American, and my French is limited to what I learned in high school forty years ago, but I watched this movie, all 2 hours of it, without subtitles, totally spellbound and enchanted with Pascale's performance--which was probably all the more fascinating because I couldn't understand what she was saying. But who needs dialog when Pascale is on the screen? She has never been more gorgeous and sexy, even though most of her shots are intimate closeups of her mouth, her eye, her hand, the silhouette of her thigh--WOW! And there are no real sex scenes except one that shows her from the shoulders up. Who cares! The camera explores her minutest details as if it's in love with her. And who can blame it.

I'll give this movie ten big thumbs up just for the way it takes us physically closer to the beautiful Pascale Bussieres than any other of her movies I've seen (still haven't seen Twilight of the Ice Nymphs or Turbulence des Fluides). But it is a very excellent movie, even without subtitles. And I've always wondered how James Hyndman would look with hair. (hope that wasn't a spoiler!)