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Train (Pierre Granier-Deferre )

"It's them, I admit. "
Anna Kupfer, heroin Train Pierre Granier-Deferre, French film director committed in 1973 from a novel by Georges Simenon, would not need to look out the window of this tiny room hotel it occupies on his arrival in La Rochelle to put a name to the sounds of engines, from the street came up to her rise as the memories to the surface of the memory. Is that this series of loud and discordant sounds, she knew them only too well. And for good reason, a few years earlier they had heralded the arrest of his father, too Democratic and too enamored of justice and freedom to please Hitler's dictatorship, which then settled in his native Germany, then of his mother, too Jewish for one can not apply it one of the many racial laws that had emerged at Nuremberg, and finally his own, inevitable as it was the unfortunate offspring of parents as n 'in wanted more.
A replay here in this tiny room and through the popping, singing, repeated for the fourth time of his misery, he is also not impossible to think she had come to the bitter fact that by moving, by changing place to escape the pain that uniform gray-green readministration him constantly going around and going around faster than she, she had only transplant that pain in a different setting. Anna Kupfer, escapement, flight she originally hoped salutary, had resulted by a very long train journey that had led Belgium, Belgium where she had been hypocritically released until this beautiful city of La Rochelle, to be already occupied by his executioners, the reference or more or less to its point of departure Belgium.
Eight hundred miles of challenging journey made for nothing or for just realize that it is sometimes possible to swim in the same river, Styx case for Anna Kupfer, from Berlin to spoof the waters of hatred . The cruel finding him arch his back, but this slump amply excusable, it was not half as guilty as the ark built by his shoulders were tired also supervisor of the end more than likely a marvelous love, whatever it travels without solution allowed him to live in him being Julien Maroyeur know, a radio repairman whose only fault was that of having been women and children.
Between them, everything would begin at the Belgian border, in fact, when Julien Maroyeur, then fleeing across France as the arrival of the Germans, would rise in the train when it was already. Now, she would notice, at least possible friend, the elegant gray his best suit of ways to perfect gentleman, clear signs of an education that had not been given from the street, echoing his honorable black simple dress, a clear sign of his own refinement, and oddly endearing find to look with eyes that the god of young love, for the first call. And now, he noted, the plated-smoothed her hair and the strict black dress making her illico that it was indeed his world, and find the darned endearing to be imbued with a melancholy, because that he did not know the meaning, adding mystery mystery it was already for him to be just a beautiful stranger. And fate, which had already allowed this reconciliation through the station master who had sent the pregnant wife of Julian Maroyeur comfortable car to head and leader, he, to the cabooses, much less comfortable, these, since in times of peace they served only to transport livestock, speak again through acts fully human, as he always does the rest because that is its sole vector, since it would be a shock from a locomotive which obtains its water which would drive Anna in Julien's arms, breaking ice of shyness that was waiting to be broken.
From that moment the two fugitives fileraient perfect love, a love so strong the rest between them that allow the reserved Julien, sacred love to ask him to shine, to take control of the train that carried them so that it can overcome the insurmountable obstacle administratively that would form a bridge supposedly undermined, and stand up well to two enquiquineurs ready to implement on the beautiful body of Anna salacious whistles with which they expressed, since they had seen, their desires her, and no less reserved Anna unload his heart, every ounce of pain, deprived by the very fact that it could finally give this pain to someone, it makes little little beauty before, and of course meet here, a corner of dress, and there the same corner of the robe above but this time she would be encouraged to do so by the sacred love that wants that we give ourselves entirely without shame and to being you love.
Their love, in fact, is so strong that they also live by painful, all that experienced lovers when they separate without any real hope of ever recovering, as it would in Moulins, Moulins where Julian went in search of his family, his wife and daughter who, through a train totally reconstructed, joined the city before him, will leave Anna in a solitude so hard that one comes to expect it outright that this man never found the path of the railway on which it was committed to his family and congratulate At the same time, this sublime French cinema for the fact he can, playing the card simple and feasible, revive in us the emotions we felt worn down rope. Incidentally, the improbable return of Julian would take place, Mills does not make it with his family, damn it! "How forget the scene when Romy Schneider reunion interpreter wonder woman who can not contain his joy when, one This is a striking absence of which the least we can say is that it frankly enough to make her lover Julien panic, and when Jean-Louis Trintignant is shown at least equal to his ideal partner if well return to the screen these feelings a little trouble, they are mixture of guilt and pleasure stolen pleasure to come, we may feel even knows we have benefited from an incident that made him an excuse to focus on, the moral duty to perform, be carrying, the being who is capable of making us walk in the sky well before the hour, after all, what was going to go back to Julian with Anna in the first howl of warning siren heard.
In truth, their love would be such that they would no longer look at all these people who accompanied them on this trip folded stampede can with an eye on their backs at the beginning of the adventure, round, at first, like a freshly Rublev left his monastery, to wonder at the difference there was between them and the world as it was, then, in a second step away from this world to escape his unpleasant triviality. "Because of the war, they are different" looks Julien Maroyeur Anna Kupfer, without knowing it was mainly the love he felt for the woman who made him see everything differently. At this point in their history, it was also far from imagining that this would be the same strong love that would encourage, an office of Commissioner of Police, to lend a helping hand at a time and compromising to Anna whose love for him, had tried to forget the painful episode of the return of the official wife, the lady of rights and not in heart, by joining the Resistance fighters.

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Gervaise (René Clément)

"The morning was back, he still was not there, stayed out all night. I was so proud to have the most beautiful boy in the neighborhood, me lame. "So wrote
Gervaise, the heroine of the beautiful film by Rene Clement, they find, from the balcony of his modest apartment, Lantier Lantier her, had slept out for the first time. Across the street, three people were watching and behind their window was much amused by his torment, and they have a very good reason to do so, in fact, the best as the worst since the trio mocking, to be composed of her husband and two pots - Adele and Virginia - with whom he had spent the night, was the source of his torment, the torment that since it would show a balcony so you can not naive. A little later, indeed, when the bird join her nest, Gervaise, despite her anger and great sadness to know all the dirty way that his companion had "return the ladies' , forgive him once again. "He had only to look at me, to smile, so I say: it's good" would recognize it, in fact, a little defeated.
Alas, this would be where one of the many half-truths that are said about himself, a veil, in fact, asked by her on her ignorance by itself but it can the least the reproach, some traits can not be found if circumstances warrant and actual perception belongs mostly, if not always, only one neutral observer.
For that girl, laundress by profession, what chance rimerait with laundry and with Virginia, that before anyone else's flight with his sister Adele Lantier, pretend to wash his dirty laundry for the sole purpose of taunting, as to the truth she would not learn about it, fan forced too, like all of us, blind to itself, it would come out of a victory or a triumph, Virginia, and then she undress spank in front of all walking off the laundry could not be more humiliated, and she would name: hubris. Pride in effect as any other feeling that pride might have prompted this young woman to take revenge so brutal? Similarly, was it not rather the self-esteem than love itself that made him both love Lantier, the man whose hobby was "turn the ladies' and whose profession was that of not absolutely nothing to do? "I was so proud have the most beautiful boy in the neighborhood, me lame. " this I was so proud and it me, speaking so lame themselves that the comment would be wasting his time. Virginia would go back
When the laundry, buttocks reddened by the dolly shots and let it float in the air a heavy cloud of threat, a heavy cloud of threats that it would expel from its mouth by a vengeful "You find me, hide cow " is not therefore the small army of Gervaise feelings of pride that, so far used his personal ambitions and legitimate, will hurt them, the enormity of the pride she has for her, to underpin each his actions, at least those committing on behalf of his success, finding only interlocutor as the exaggerated pride for others, pride will not escape him either, at beast principle that we reap what we sow, as demonstrated elsewhere in Virginia as the desire to kill him. That said, when you know you can never know what dirty slope on our own self-esteem could we drag, we have a little trouble making up his sin. To be quite frank, we should even be able to say we love this Gervaise, her pride a little excessive, the dominant factor in his fatal destiny, with a few acquaintances with ours and like ours, it is not without Nor the one hand that she did nothing wrong.
For that's the saving hand of pride that gave birth to his idea of marriage, a desire that the least we can say is that it comes as a logical extension of this voluntary "I defend myself alone, "she issued after converting Virginia nemesis. Chosen Coupeau this honest worker, nice and even "beautiful" , this man whose only fault was, ultimately, to have parents that wicked villains because of the gold they were working " Gervaise seems to have learned from the rest of the episode Lantier-needed lesson. Unfortunately, after a happy marriage, during which all her little world was in the Louvre, many laugh at the Kermesse Rubens without realizing that it would do so at his expense, a wedding night damn charming to decline in September (for household) in its of ssous, and a harmonious life together rather to be crowned by the birth of Nana, the savings would be used by Gervaise way his dream of becoming the owner of a laundry but to treat her husband fell from a roof. Guided by its prideful desire to succeed, only a rental shop could appease Gervaise would accept the five hundred francs generously lent by Goujet by the blacksmith who was decidedly not like the others not to laugh at nothing, " thinking about something else " and give her money without any guarantee of finding him one day but whose role here is primarily one to say that life never assembles those who should be, Gervaise and if alive, in first contact, when both magical and tragic as these events always cause that arrive too late. To accept the offer of a blacksmith, it would Thus, without knowing more than one piece in the infernal machine that would take him to the bar where alcohol ingested in high doses, knocking him permanently, because that money she could never repay, Coupeau that his accident turn into such ribald drunken, drinking a lot of the benefit that his business at its inception rather flourishing absolve.
But when we surprised at the resemblance between Maria Schell, masterly in the role of Gervaise, and what was that other great actress Romy Schneider, behold Coupeau, which was already amazing to pass the time of a fall and a convalescent status as an honest man to drunkard's patented one, even more surprising to Lantier, who is back in the area, his friend to life death. Is that it feels like the novel, one, to make us believe that a husband can shelter under his roof the former partner of his wife. And we think of course, since this union, but concluded against nature established in the early exchange of looks, have no explanation other than the sacred masculine friendship, this string of characters that were created for the sole purpose of pressing a speech by one of fate, destiny deleterious combination of unpredictable and pride that blinds.
Because it was necessary for that Gervaise could fall into its hole, either to the High Mass on the fatality could be said that Lantier Coupeau and make friend-friend. Indeed, after the departure of his son Etienne learning and Goujet who accompanied him, treasures of love, it seems precious treasures, a tear that pique the viewer's eye, "he n 'There were these two guys to clean my life Gervaise had more than his shop to cling to its existence and it was necessary to drop it, someone cut the wire. By itself, there would Coupeau failed, the laundry has always provided the household income, even in difficult times. Returned by Virginia rather disingenuous vis-à-vis Gervaise to conceal his vengeance, his "You find me, cowhide" , under an air of affable and round leg e n I want you two 'll give you three , Lantier, toy in his hands and transformed by these two skillful manipulative in Lethal Weapon, play perfectly the role of dead weight, the weight of too many of those weights which prevent the gates of a shop to be identified. But before knowing his financial ruin, moral and physical, the small Gervaise not even contempt of those nights of love are stolen on a complete disarray, and, to a purlin, where Coupeau squander the fruits of his labor mouthed, straight as a round as I and two O " I drink your sheets, I drink your sheets! ", the stupidity of people in their ability to put in a scene of tragedy enough room for laughter.
And hey, it's also why we must love Gervaise.

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Royal Wedding (Stanley Donen)

I could tell in long, wide and throughout history Royal Wedding, this musical Stanley Donen committed in 1951, but if I did, if I started to develop, in vivid detail the adventures of Tom and Ellen Bowen, this dancing couple who are brother and sister in life and just as brother and sister in their desire to preserve the marriage, the first because he'd much rather dance and comfortable quiet of his single life and second because it, too, much prefer him dance and loves those who are not binding to live without the lower end of the contract, I would just serve this film, since the only thing I would reach this that would have highlighted the extreme flatness of the plot concocted by Alan Jay Lerner, and to be flat it is even sometimes twice a day, as is the rest that most of the fireworks man was employed for a little spice, they are the comic or sentimental area, yes, all or almost all, like the splash blocks are falling into the pool without splashing person, I think including the pair of Funny formed by Irving and Edgar Klinger, both managers Tom and Ellen, if different expressions and languages course, but the dialogues oh so flimsy, as I think yet the final twist of Bowen, their respective marriages Ashmond with Anne, the beautiful dancer in the heart away, and Mister John Brindale, the English lord to the list of conquests even longer than that of Don Juan, is, too, sewn white thread, since in those fifties no musical would have dared say no to the holy sacrament of marriage after having registered his script and provide the public with a purpose to which the genre had not prepared. Definitely worse, because if I had taken this Royal Wedding by the small end of the cold analysis, this bill then being a reflection of his innumerable weaknesses, which, by the way, I could perhaps not totally exclude Jane Powell as his great enthusiasm to interpret Ellen seems somewhat proportional to replace Judy Garland she had to ensure I would have been there that beat up on a film which, in good ninety minutes, is still present, unwind, uncoil, the exact history made of nothing, failing everywhere except in its function to entertain, I was looking for.
Because you still know or remember, that when one embarks on a film of Fred Astaire and his beautiful partner of the moment, it does not, in the hope of finding on its way to some tempting food critics hungry neurons, no, it does so only for Fred Astaire and his beautiful partner in time for the house of happiness that both opened by singing and with great blows of racy little dance and elegant, their bodies fused together by a less acrobatic gymnastics aristocratic, they never failed to add strings of sparkling smiles and winks myriad actions, as if amused by the joy that 'they were or they could give across the screen, not ignoring, for sure, since the shelf registration where they chain up their little dance racy and elegant, the happiness they gave to people. As we go to movies even Fred Astaire for romance, because love films of this actor, he always told through songs languidly whispered, one hand on the heart and a blue flower attached to the lapel of his tuxedo color of night, a blue flower that seemed to wait there, since this outpost distinguished, the answer that would make him a pretty pink dress pinned to a cut in a fabric could not be more chic and covering a body can not can more delightful is pure romance precisely, the romance without making head existential novel of folded pink dream, both cut in this matter a bit muffled in which we would be able to stick from time to time and which, after all, is not so away from the life we suppose, is not it, my darling! Finally, watch a film of Fred Astaire is still able to laugh a waltz, as we can do here, Tom and Ellen having a hard time ensuring their on the boat that takes them to England, and of course, fall under the spell of extremely brilliant dance sequences, an astonishment, an astonishment indeed, that dancer who seemed to melt down the sophistication of these numbers being created especially for him by the ease he had to hide a smile behind the effort and his ability to move on a stage like a cosmonaut of the prepaid weightlessness or land like a man freed from troubles of life.

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Opera Gemma, in Hand Nick

With all due respect to certain operas filmed as they make films, I think particularly those that featured the late Jean Pierre Ponnelle and especially its Mitridate, Re di Ponto Mozart, Mozart, while she then more the voice service of its performers as its own voice, the reverse would come after, I always keep a clear preference for the opera which is given on a stage. The reason, it comes from the song, the song itself, because this song, then that is not whispered tips of teeth, mimicked, aped, from a pre-recorded soundtrack, can, for example, give to air the true fury of rage that suits this tune, as evidenced by Marilyn Horne who plays in this picture, which would ask me a good five minutes to capture the lead role of Orlando Furioso by Vivaldi, an opera, of which I like to say in passing, that would have seemed well boring without the presence in its generic of the sublime mezzo soprano. To be honest my thinking about this Orlando Furioso given for the first time at the Theatre Sant'Angelo in Venice in 1727, but I heard Antonio has heard that Marilyn.

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Since its release in 1980 although I have seen The Shining, Stanley Kubrick's film, four times, and I would have definitely not looked for a fifth time, as I did last night, if I had not found something, something that I completely personal, otherwise what good writing it?, which may explain, in a reasonable way, the strange power that allowed Danny, the very young hero of the film, you can both see the past, predict the future and even communicate with some things without him why was necessary to move their lips or lend an ear, something that can, yes, explain in a reasonable way, this gift for me would necessarily be explained rationally as ever during my previous viewings, I had thought that the director became a legend of his alive, a fact which I think is rare enough to be reported, had been able, so to speak, to link to one of these devices rather dubious, because all the supernatural tension, which embellish the movies terror or who need to remain effective in their function to make us afraid, be explained as little as possible.
I say now, is listening to my beautiful tell me it is both miraculous and very heavy the possibility that some people can put themselves in the place of another, miraculous Since this natural state of empathy can help trade and darned heavy to react because such antennas that are not passive, caring, worries that they manage to capture without trying to capture them, get a bit theirs, that I remembered the strange power of kid Kubrick's son Jack, the man who, because he felt a strong literary vocation and call, he was the only one who understood not to have given up 'then the proof of his talent, required a quiet grave, had finally agreed to become the caretaker of a luxury hotel highlands that its owner, As every year about to close due to severe winters. Admittedly, this remark, moreover very fair, does not explain everything, including the old woman in the room 237 and the final scene and its mysterious photo dated 1921, but, damn! As she could creep anywhere since I put a little aside Stanley Kubrick's big re-reader of genres, his Shining recreating the horror film like Barry Lyndon and 2001 respectively dusted the period film and science fiction movie, and admit it, of course, that dressing horror movie was this what the metaphor the poem, a form of language, a colorful way of saying things.
And the rest, as a good start because, having seen the car of Jack climb to the summit of this mountain where was the hotel where he was soon to officiate as a handyman, and understood already, that he was there at his loss, Kubrick's camera suddenly leaving the road and the serpentine-shaped yellow mechanical ladybug who borrowed to go to film the scene as if she himself was the victim of a slip, I realize that if I could put on the back of the gift of empathy Danny, he had perfect knowledge of extreme motivation from his father attached to that ability to slip easily into the skin of the other that I suspect like me authorized to make this comparison, I could also put on the back of the gift of empathy Shining, Jack, in his meeting with the hotel manager, having served continuously as its exact opposite - speaking of empathy or his Rather, it is yes still talk of empathy - crass selfishness, shameless, and presentation of entry, having the urge to lie about his wife Wendy. To say she loved "ghosts and horror movies" , tastes purely invented for the occasion and totally inconsistent with the turn of this rather timid woman, it could indeed be better steer this little doubt that would immediately and inevitably moved in with his partner if he had learned the truth, that Danny's mother would not have seen a very good eye, a position that could lead to insanity, a condition which was Charles Grady arrived, the concierge, who had been engaged in the same hotel a few years earlier and lasts just long enough that the winter, having murdered his entire family not only forgetting himself, nerves shattered by the evil of confinement.
And if the beginning was promising, the result would not be less, because when it appears Hallorann Dick, the great chef and owner of the gift also of The Shining, this one, to say that Danny could have "conversations for hours without ever having to open the mouth" with his grandmother, then do exactly the same with this kid who, at that time, we listened as we listen to someone who finally understand, through this nickname duck guess he never had heard of this offer and ice that Danny was going to seize his home state of thoughts not yet expressed, he would explain in a simple sentence and an act not so simple to stage, which could allow empathy when we practice in its most luminous. Similarly, good old Dick was awfully glad when I say, his mouth almost angelic, that he possessed the gift was the lot of many people, because the widely circulated around him and he excluded the supernatural side of things, and moreover, on that front, Dany would be good because his ability to see beyond the visible seemed like empathy, unable to function with the feelings and emotions of people, not things such as this sequence where it would be lost, indeed as much as would be a mother, and not out of this labyrinth of trees, the hotel was provided by the force of chance and no one knows what is more if this force had guided his footsteps and those of his mother. And the film would have thought ahead and advance into the madness of Jack, the little remark made by my lovely place to always succeed, the nightmarish visions of Danny, and those who would push Dick to leave his comfortable apartment he owned in town to go to reach the hotel lost in the ice, being, after all, the product of their imagination that their extreme empathy, which they now lived side heavy, because it allowed them to anticipate the danger and irreversibility of the madness of Jack, which he must say, Jack Nicholson gave a hell of a hand, guided , not matter how, but according to a wire that had stretched so much in advance as poor Jack, not to resist the evil of confinement than did his predecessor Grady, seemed to take the same road as him. And once again, was it to Danny or Dick a gift of clairvoyance, a supernatural ability to foresee the tragedy unfolding before their eyes?
After the fifth reading, Shining me therefore seemed like a long discourse on empathy but whose purpose was not only one to describe the two main states, with one hand, the share beautiful that leads to goodness, and the best, to be served free, and the other, his dark force, inherently destructive weigh terribly upon him who possesses it, and whose sad demise of Dick now appears to me to be the metaphor. It is only to take the cards distributed Stanley Kubrick's input as to say it was with them that we needed only to play, and which were those of Dany empathy, selfishness of Jack and evil of confinement Grady, I eventually concluded that he had to have a little something first in order not to succumb to the third as would the second, writing, monomaniacal and sterile, as his prison to him. Monomania: truly a prison terrible to have bars and invisible walls that are built stone by stone, and whose first and most discreet of all, falls, arises when the obsession that requires it will swallow without noticing the slightest loopholes in the form of angry little things. For Jack, it would launch a tennis ball violently against the walls of a luxury hotel lobby icy snow.

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Funny how a masterpiece can sometimes eradicate from our memory, the memory of something which in-principle, has not frank with him. And what's even funnier is that the drawer where slept this little thing is capable of opening almost instantaneously, ie without the need to look long table that has awakened.
So the other day when my computer screen had to hold myself the Moulin de la Galette Pierre-Auguste Renoir, I could hear in my head and in less time than it takes to write, sing Jean Gabin "When you walk along the water" , the well-known song of the Belle team, this film by Julien Duvivier which I say in passing that part of the French film heritage, it is a shame that to see, yet we are forced to resort to good old VHS tape.
However, after finding the words to this air, this air where Jean Gabin rolls r scarcely credible, r of which are, after all, more typical of pre-war tunes that his diction, but would eventually be explained, since Renoir's painting depicts the same bracket as the song happiness conveyed exactly sixty years later. The same bracket of happiness, effect, namely that because the painter had not placed his easel in a posh neighborhood of Paris and he had so completely removed from the deliberate Montmartre at the time, either under his picture, the nightmare of misery brought these huts which were held just standing there is no need for making art history at the school to conclude that people who spins the ball right in his blue dress, this crowd admirable dancers to spark their beautiful glances around, tons of charming smiles and maybe even the Pretties because bristling doubts, "I'm in your arms, so small" expensive, certainly, Lucienne Boyer, but also my princess ;-), would go back after having finished with the tireless small steps dance and stored in their cupboards, fine Sunday clothes they had perhaps not, " radishes from the daily grind we win without enthusiasm, the property-reuh! the percepteu-reuh! reuh and baker! " short, all the drivers and actors of this " Dog's Life " that led the heroes of the great team when the clock did not sound the hour of beautiful Sunday to spend Nogent. Besides, if all these, the fleeting moment of happiness, not to cost the smell of flowers, blue and green made a walk along the water, made them drunk on the cheap , it was surely true for the characters of Renoir's painting, the price of their bracket to reduce them to free themselves of a dance, at worst, the effort required to invite a partner.
The fact that the Moulin de la Galette handed me the anthem in memory of the Belle team had nothing extraordinary, the general idea conveyed by the table with just excited me with an ear for having already heard elsewhere, responded as if by reflex. That said, what luck that the song that never failed to r, because, hear Johnny, an interpreted Gabin which can not be stressed enough that it was much better beautiful loser in that grandpa Duvivier gangster under the pen still a little too eager for good words Audiard, saying he knew "people CAFA rrrr two that all the time to do hair and rrrr vent spinning Elsewhere rrrr s in a world Best-rrrr , and they spend a lot of sorrel-uh! to discover merrrrveille-uh! " and it made him sick at heart" because there is no need , power rrrrrrr rrrr t opening a corner, where one does rrrr ouve well to inquire whether loooooooin ... ", I finally found this little corner of heaven that the painter did not want to paint over his ball scene. To imagine this blue background sprinkled with white spots, as can be any spring sky who respects himself, and placed directly under the feet of these two dancers left who seem somewhat isolate the group, giving the impression that these two waltzing on a cloud, or float in the air or they have no basis on anything that would take them back right away to the land and the Parisian probable dog's life they lead there, I even thought that Renoir had placed there on purpose as if he intended to say that the soil of Moulin de la Galette - corner where one is good and that it is useless to look any further - accounted for all of her dancers not the only piece of sky as possible, but the one "for not che rrrr! " they could afford, time to dance, the time of a Sunday afternoon.