"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.
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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