Jacques Prévert

Born into a family of artists, Roland grew up in an intellectually rich and influential environment.

His father was an actor who worked with prominent figures such as Marguerite Duras, while his mother, a model, had affairs with Georges Bataille and Maurice Blanchot and was friends with Raimond Queneau, Jacques Prévert and Jean Cocteau.

Yet these influences seem to have shaped Roland only indirectly on a subconscious level that he would come to recognize much later.

According to interviews he gave, before the revelation he experienced upon discovering the films of Buñuel and Cocteau in a joint screening, his cinephilia was largely limited to American genre cinema and serials.

Yeah, we're still doing Prezzy's.

All right, and then, Christian, because I know you were learning French not that long ago, and really working on your French, I got you Jacques Prévert's La Pluie Blancum Temps.

Oh.

It's a book of French poetry.

mean? Oh, he'll tell us.

Yeah, I'll tell you next week.

Jacques Prévert.

It's something and the good times.

As summer fades into fall, today's song also feels especially fitting.

We're listening to Autumn Leaves, originally written by Joseph Cosma with lyrics written in French as Les Foyers Mortes or The Dead Leaves by Jacques Prévert and in English by Johnny Mercer.

Like the changing seasons, technology is constantly evolving.

New devices appear, new apps emerge, and new ways of connecting enter our lives.

It is a celebration of human spirit and resilience.

Renoir's direction, combined with Jacques Prévert's screenplay, offers a nuanced exploration of the complexities of human relationships and the power of collective action.

The film's ending with Langer and Valentine crossing the border to an uncertain future leaves viewers contemplating the balance between individual actions and the greater good.

In summary, The Crime of Monsieur Lange is a timeless classic that resonates with audiences even today.

What I had set as the scene for this, we had been doing the simple past tense and I had been showing them poems in English, some of them translated into English.

I mean, any French teachers amongst you will probably know the Prévert poem, Déjeuner du matin, which is a very, very simple past, simple past tense.

And I've got an English version of that.

So I'd given them all this and I had fully expected or tried to encourage them to use the simple past into making some simple poems, just using what they knew.