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Nathalie Granger (1972)

Director(s): Marguerite Duras

Theatrical Release: 1972

Cast: Jeanne Moreau, Lucia Bose, Gerard Depardieu, Valerie Mascolo, Luce Garcia-Ville, Nathalie Bourgeois

Genre(s): Drama, feminist

Countries: France

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Ant Rating
Running Time: 79m.

With little or no embellishment, filmmaker Marguerite Duras offers a simple, often wordless chronicle of a woman's day. She and her friend are seen doing yard work, talking about their families and receiving the occasional visitor. The brightest spot in the day is when a washing machine salesman comes to call. (

Member Reviews

Oh for God's sake, I'LL buy the Vedette 008 by C20004656 - March 20, 2013
Lucia Bose and Jeanne Moreau are two friends (or sisters. Or something) spending the afternoon in an idyllic country house, laconically discussing what's to be done with Bose's (I think) young sociopathic . . . or maybe autistic . . . or maybe brilliant . . . or maybe . . . Portuguese? daughter, who has been (I think) expelled from school. Dishes are done. Cigarettes are smoked. A cat walks by. Once, Moreau almost smiles. Intimations of violence (the girl's reputed nastiness, the radio reports of two murderous delinquents hiding in a nearby forest) buzz in the edges of the silence (the soundtrack is free of all but carefully selected sounds), until Gerard Depardieu looms, shadow first, into view, entering the house uninvited.

I could say no end of deep things about what it all means if I looked it up on the Internet and copied some film-school stuff down, but instead I'm just rating it a 10 because I don't know how else to rate it, but I fell asleep midway and woke up to find (apparently) the same woman sitting on the same couch in the same silence an hour later, but still felt curious enough to go back and watch from the beginning. 10 for the black and white photography, and the minimalist piano score, and for the young Gerard, whose first scene is little short of harrowing.