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Inguélézi (2004)
A widow, a refugee, and how she will help him
Geneviève has just lost her husband. As she drives back from the burial, she stops to watch an accident. A Kurdish refugee who was in the crashed truck hides himself in her car trunk. When she discovers him, she gives him food and shelter. He doesn't speak any language she can understand, and keeps asking "Inguélézi". Inguélézi is England, the place he tries to go. When she understand he asks her to get him there, she refuses... but step by step, she will do it. It is a strange, courageous movie, about two persons who had no reason to meet, who can't understand each other but who share one thing: they feel apart. No one can understand the depth of her sorrow, he also lost someone in the truck crash and lost his country, his identity. Dupeyron doesn't need words to make us understand the sorrow of Geneviève, then the way she begins to feel responsible for Kader, Kader's panic, the way he tries to get what he wants and begins to trust Geneviève. A movie few people saw... it only showed in a place in Paris, then a few through France, and maybe in some festivals. It was a financial choice, anyway it's not the kind of film which gets to the top of the box office, but I really wish more people see it.
No pasarán, album souvenir (2003)
A documentary on an historical event... and on memory
The director collects postcard of the republican Spanish refugees' arrival in France in 1939. His attention was first attracted by on of these cards mentioning a "concentration camp", a term which, even if it doesn't means by itself extermination, was already used in nazi Germany. The film relates both his search for the postcards and the story of these Spanish refugees, some of whom were later sent in the nazi camps. The way the story is told may seem a bit selfish, but it opens a reflexion on memory and forgetting. how could postcard be made of this event? how could everyone forget it 75 years later? No answers, just unsettling questions...