Saw a magical movie today. It’s a French film called Amelie, and I remember it created quite a fuss at the time when it was released a few years back. A brilliantly made film, crisp and succinct, with just the right amount of emotion depicting the life of a lonely girl. This is not a movie that makes you feel sorry, for the heroine, or yourself. The narrative almost mystifies solitude, making every chance encounter, every brush with the world something to be observed and enjoyed. When Amelie dips her hands in the sacks full of pulses in the market place, I remembered the times when I went with my father to the kirane ki dukaan for buying monthly groceries and playing with heaps of rice and pulses in sacks. Her playful and simplified interaction with the world is very reminiscent of happy memories of childhood.
The color scheme throughout the movie was a sight for sore eyes. What an uplifting, positive color therapy for a dull and grey English afternoon! Despite the candy color scheme, nothing hurt the eye, or felt dodgy. I saw the movie in subtitles as French now is as good as Latin to me, so wouldn’t mind watching it again and keeping my eyes focused on the spectacular cinema. The slightly edgy and quirky art depiction brought the cobbled streets of small-town France to life and you almost felt yourself to be a part of the eccentric community. Audrey Toutou’s acting was just the icing on the deliciously bright cake. A must see, all the way.
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