A blog formerly known as Bookishness / By Charles Matthews

"Dazzled by so many and such marvelous inventions, the people of Macondo ... became indignant over the living images that the prosperous merchant Bruno Crespi projected in the theater with the lion-head ticket windows, for a character who had died and was buried in one film and for whose misfortune tears had been shed would reappear alive and transformed into an Arab in the next one. The audience, who had paid two cents apiece to share the difficulties of the actors, would not tolerate that outlandish fraud and they broke up the seats. The mayor, at the urging of Bruno Crespi, explained in a proclamation that the cinema was a machine of illusions that did not merit the emotional outbursts of the audience. With that discouraging explanation many ... decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings."
--Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

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Showing posts with label Ladies' Paradise. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 1, 2025

Ladies' Paradise (Julien Duvivier, 1930)

Cast: Dita Parlo, Armand Bour, Pierre De Guingand, Ginette Maddie, Germain Rouer, Nadia Sibirskaïa, Fabien Haziza, Adolphe Candé, Mireille Barsac. Screenplay: Noël Renard, based on a novel by Émile Zola. Cinematography: André Dantan, René Guichard, Émile Pierre, Armand Thirard. Production design: Christian-Jaque, Fernand Delattre. 

With its spectacular set design, lively action sequences, and compelling montage, Julien Duvivier's Ladies' Paradise is an entertaining film about the devastating effect of big business on a small shopowner, like Wal-Mart obliterating a Mom-and-Pop store or Amazon steamrolling the corner bookshop. But surprisingly, the film winds up celebrating the capitalist behemoth it initially seems to cast in the role of villain. Which is an irony in itself, since it was one of the last movies to be made before the avalanche of sound doomed silent films to the oblivion that M. Baudu's little fabric shop experiences with the arrival of the giant department store called Au Bonheur des Dames, the original French title.