2016 ‘Ma vie de courgette’ Directed by Claude Barras
After his mother’s death, Zucchini is befriended by a kind police officer, Raymond, who accompanies him to his new foster home filled with other orphans his age. There, with the help of his newfound friends, Zucchini eventually learns to trust and love as he searches for a new family of his own.
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My Life as a Courgette
A zucchini has no real flavour of its own. When combined with the right ingredients and treated properly it takes on all flavours surrounding it, thus becoming part of the whole.
This is a metaphor, I'm not suggesting you should eat children.
Also watch this film. And be good to those you love.
And to those you don't love.
Just watch this film ok?
I didn't know what this movie was about, I just knew it was a) on Netflix b) co-written by Céline Sciamma and c) short. Sold! Should've maybe figured out how much of a tender, feeling movie it would be before I decided to launch into it, though! Absolutely no regrets about it, but this is the second time in 24 hours that I have launched into a movie thinking "let's have some fun" and left with my heart in knots. Starting to feel like I'm subconsciously doing it to myself. Nasty! Not cool!
Every few minutes I told my friends "Thank god you're watching with me or else I'd definitely be crying right now." Then about ten minutes from the…
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Consider myself floored, especially by its minimal runtime (70 minutes) and how it still manages to juggle the flow of childhood language, implications of the harrowing, and young, lost groups being revitalized by their respective traumas throughout an isolated, rudimentary setup. I can't praise this little movie enough. So many feels, so many truths, and yet always moving along a nice, quiet stream of compassion and kindness, never over-stuffing itself or settling for less.
“Unless you abandon him”
“I️ would never”
“Even…even if he’s ugly?”
“Even if he smells bad?”
“Even if he cries all the time?”
“Even if he wets the bed?”
“Even if he’s bad at school?”
“Even if he’s dumb?”
“Even if he eats like a pig”
“Even if he forgets his name, and his feet are stinky?”
“Even if he’s super-annoying, and won’t stop screaming?”
“Even if he farts?”
“Even if he scribbles on the walls?”
“Even if he wants to be a cop”
“Even if…even if his neck is long, like a giraffe?”
“Even if he’s a punk?”
Watching the scene where the child and the mother embrace in the distance and one of kids says "maybe she’s not…
wow that scene in the snow,
when they're looking up at
the moon -- what a moment.
When you ask an American where babies come from:
"Babies come from a factory and storks deliver them. And their hair is dyed like the rainbow before delivery!"
When you ask a Frenchman where babies come from:
"Exploding willies."
This movie is a miracle.
