Lola

This film, which sets up many of the story lines and themes that are taken up in "The Umbrellas of Cherbourg," is as charming and seductive as the latter, even in black and white and without the musical numbers. In fact, the black and white is quite spectacular--the camera loves Anouk Aimée in particular--and the film seems as if it is going to turn into a musical at almost every moment. While watching the film, one thrills to see the first statement of director Demy's beautiful and poignant cinematic universe. "Lola" is at once a splendid homage to the classic Hollywood film, and at the same time, through its expression of complex, mostly tragic themes, and quotidian--if not ugly--realities, something much more intriguing than a conventional film romance. Yet, such harshness is tempered, even transformed, by the dreamscape of cinema, both in what is depicted on-screen as well as through the characters' own processes of dreaming. You needn't resist the temptation to call it sublime.

It's impossible to talk about "lola" without mixing ideas and, in most cases, without getting speechless. It's a movie that meets everything what a movie has to meet. Poetry, glamour, great music, dazzling photography, daily and real dialogs; but overall, "Lola" is the master of human sensibility. And that is what is "Lola", a story which is focused on sensations, love and hopes. Maybe I'm a bit exaggerated and little objective when i talk about this masterpiece, but when I see Lola crying because of Roland's happiness watching him through a the window of a bar, i can't avoid thinking "this is life, a mixture of magic and pain" Demy is a poet. He could collect poetry and reality, resulting in charming, elegant and fresh movie. Watch Lola without expecting anything, but be sure that, at the same moment you turn off the TV after watching it, you will be, as me, speechless. Just plenty of emotions.

The work of Jacques Demy (1931-90) has been called more approachable than that of many other French New Wave directors. His most famous and beloved film is most likely the 1964 musical The Umbrellas of Cherbourg which is the second film in Demy's informal "romantic trilogy" that was started in 1961 with his feature debut Lola and finished in 1967 with The Young Girls of Rochefort. While Lola is less melodramatic than Umbrellas, it is an interesting portrayal of complexities of romantic love in its own right.

The story is set in Demy's hometown of Nantes near the Atlantic coast. A daydreaming young man Roland Cassard (Marc Michel) drifts from job to job until suddenly stumbling upon a cabaret dancer called Lola (Anouk Aimée), a childhood friend of his. Lola has a young son and gets a lot of attention from men, including an American Navy sailor named Frankie (Alan Scott), but only longs for her first true love Michel who left the town when she was pregnant and hasn't shown up since. Besides his newfound infatuation with Lola, Cassard also becomes acquainted with a single mother Mrs. Desnoyers (Elina Labourdette) and her teenage daughter Cécile (Annie Duperoux) who strongly resembles a younger Lola.

While watching the film, it soon becomes evident Demy is more interested in atmosphere than a strictly defined plot. The streets and locations of the coastal city of Nantes make a very pleasant-looking environment for the romantic feelings that are thrown around, sometimes requited, sometimes not. The effect of the not very distant World War 2 is still evident in the city: American soldiers frequent cabaret bars, people have their missing loved ones in fresh memory and many have had their lives changed significantly. Times can be tough for a dreamer like Cassard who appears to get involved in a shady smuggling operation, thus starting a crime subplot in the movie, but again, only feelings are what really matter in the world of Lola.

I liked especially the black and white photography of the street views as well as the cheery songs at Lola's cabaret bar. The use of music in general is pretty varied in the movie: a recurring piece is the beautiful Allegretto part from Beethoven's 7th Symphony, but the hectic jazz tunes never feel out of place either. With regard to the acting, the heart and soul of the movie is of course the eponymous Lola whose lively, emotional and energetic antics are memorably brought to life by Anouk Aimée. The young girl Cécile is also well portrayed by Annie Duperoux in her first (and penultimate) role. The men are hopelessly overshadowed by the women, although certain amount of detachedness suits Michel's character well. Alan Scott's heavily accented French (perhaps phonetically memorized?) doesn't sound very convincing though, considering Frankie's somewhat fluent grasp of grammar and casual conversation.

I am sure Lola will feel the most powerful to those who have been in love themselves and know the feeling of first love that is remembered even after many years. Demy's film seems to suggest such a feeling is something that life cyclically repeats for so many people, but to each person it is once new. Well, that is what I got out of it anyway but in any case, I would say Lola is recommended viewing for Nouvelle Vague beginners and anyone who likes The Umbrellas of Cherbourg. There may not be as much singing in Lola (described by Demy as "a musical without music") as in Umbrellas, but the two films have a lot in common, such as the theme of lasting love and the Roland Cassard character. Fans of more atmospheric romance cinema should also give Lola a look.

Jacques Demy's effervescent romance is one of the best and most enduring examples of the stylistic explosion since called the French New Wave, but compared to Resnais' often-tortured exposition and Godard's turgid socio-political cul-de-sacs this playful look at the mysteries of first love is alive with an almost irresistible vitality. Demy pursues with tongue-in-cheek determination the idea that life can be a series of happy accidents, weaving several interlocked plot threads into a delicate web of chance and coincidence to illustrate the casual symmetry of life and love. At the heart of the film is a young cabaret dancer waiting (against reason) for her American sailor to return, whose sometimes sad, sometimes comic story is oddly echoed in the lives of everyone around her. It's as if the world were an endless progression of dancers and sailors, destined to mingle and mix in a never-ending attempt to rekindle that first, unforgettable spark of passion.

There are a few love stories in the movie 'Lola' made in 1961 by Jacques Demy, but also around this movie. Made in 1961, it was the director's first feature film, which a few years later would direct 'Les parapluies de Cherbourg' and then 'Les demoiselles de Rochefort' and contained many of the hallmarks of an original and charming cinematic personality, an elegant romanticism, sincerity and ingenuity. But the story of the film itself has an emotional late episode. The original negatives were lost, and when it came time to recondition and digitize the film, the restorers had to resort to a copy in the archives of British cinema. The operation was performed by director Agnès Varda, the widow of Jacques Demy, a few years after his death. Demy's film, youthful and full of love, has been resuscitated and can now be seen and experienced by the new generations of cinema lovers due to the devotion and professionalism of the other great film director who was his wife.

The heroes and heroines of the film do not sing yet, as the heroes and heroines of the director's later films would do, but they express their feelings spontaneously and with volubility. That would be a recipe for failure in modern cinema, and Demy was in the minority or even a unique exception among the directors of her time - but with him the charm and the sincerity of the heroes work wonderfully. The story takes place in a French city on the Atlantic coast in the decade after the end of WWII. The heroes belong to the generation whose dreams were cut off by the war: the cabaret singer who tries to keep her honor intact while raising a child and who copntinues to dream about the man who left her, the young man whose war experience changed the course of his life and cut his spirits, the widow who grows her teenager adaughter who is about to become a future Lolita (like Nabukov's novel), the marines soldier from Chicago looking for adventures and memories for a life in the arms of beautiful French women. We are dealing with a whole world, a gallery of characters who live situations that are not very easy but which are approached and described with the lightness and exuberance of a suite of minuets. As in the French baroque 'social dance' with popular origins in the 17th century, the partners in the pairs change from time to time. The classical musical background (mostly Beethoven) envelops the whole atmosphere, and the black and white cinematography reminds that the action takes place in the decade before the film's release.

The two lead roles are undertaken two wonderful young actors who followed very different career paths. Anouk Aimée creates a role in the tradition of femme fatale cabaret singers embodied over two decades before by Marlene Dietrich. Her partner in the film is Marc Michel, in the role of a disillusioned and disoriented young man, to whom the reunion with the woman who had been his first love seems to give the chance of a new beginning. 'First love is the strongest' could be the motto of the film, but there are also situations in which the first loves are not shared. Marc Michel acts great, he also had a physique that reminded me of Matt Damon half a century later. Where did he disappear after this movie? Examining his filmography we can see that most of his subsequent choices were commercial action movies, increasingly weird ones. An unfulfilled promise in a generation where competition was fierce. His performance in this film remains perhaps the best role of his career, contributing to this elegant film about the 1950s France seen through the prism of three days of romantic encounters by the sea. Only the ending can easily disappoint, the inspiration seems to have abandoned the screenwriter, who does not seem to have found the most suitable final tones to conclude his minuet.