Rue Haute

My husband and I saw this film when it first came out. It was a sleeper--no one seemed to know about it and that's still the case. We have never forgotten it. The painter, who is the main character, finds his life becoming connected with that of the local crazy woman, who goes to the bus station every day. She is waiting or looking for someone or something. He paints her again and again. As he does, he learns of her past and finds out something no one else knows--that is, why she continually waits at the bus station. Enough said. We told the story to my daughter this evening and now she wants to see it. It is the most effective film I have ever seen about the Holocaust... ostensibly, it isn't even about the Holocaust. We have not been able to locate this film and hope that it will be made widely available on video soon.