"Sure it is!"
~ Grease
It's immerse myself in French time. Here is a list of to read, to watch, and to learn French by:
Books:
L'Etranger, Albert Camus
Le Petit Prince, Antoine du Saint-Exupery
Le Malade Imaginaire, Moliere
Boule de Suif, Guy de Maupassante
Les fiançailles de Monsieur Hire, Georges Simenon
Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
Movies:
La Haine - Hate
Le Pacte de Loup - Brotherhood of the Wolf
Les Amants du Pont-Neuf - Lovers on a Bridge
Les Diner de Cons - The Dinner Game
Trois Couleurs: Bleu, Bialy, & Rouge - Three Colors Series: Blue, Red & White
Poetry:
Les Fleurs du Mal, Charles Baudelaire
Une saison en enfer, Arthur Rimbaud
Splendeurs et misères des courtisanes, Honore de Balzac
Le Moyen Court Et Autres Écrits Spirituels, Jeanne-Marie Bouvier de la Motte-Guyon
La Mort en perse, Anne-Marie Schwarzenbach
La Vie dan las plis, Henri Michaux
Shall we inhale together?
4 comments:
I'm so in!! le petit prince is one of my favorite books of all time.
Dude. I have always HATED that you can french inhale. It's like this sick sick thing, but I can blow a serious smoke ring.
And walk down stairs.
So there.
Regaring the French list:
per our conversation this am, i am happy to report that i know every single one of those authors and their works (excepting simenon).
as far as the movies, i have only seen the Blue, Red & White series - Blue was the best of the three.
Poetry: you gave me a de Balzac set for a present one year (i know you don't remember, but that's because you pick things my color and beauty!- and they are gorgeous) i have never heard of any of the others, which means they are still alive, which means they are no good.
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jas - do you own said book? we should definitely get together for a read!
crm - but can you blow a smoke ring while walking down the stairs? naturally Blue would be the best - it's Binoche after all.
you're absolutely right, i don't remember that gift - but, i am impressed with it even now.
nice. nice. just like listening to you glow frenchness in the face of that nice girl at the black bottle the yesternight. I miss listening to you ooze your dreams. It solidifies your glory and my adoration of the fact that you are my sister
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