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Or a tribute to the "before"and also the "after". This screenplay is brilliant, intelligent, the story of a young woman who survived after the killings in Paris of November 13th 2015. I am even surprised that it was not made before, since seven years now. Virginie Elfira is really a rising star for the French cinema. Her character survived the killings but can't remember what she actually did just before. Another survivor, whom she met on the memory settings of the events, accuses her to have run away in the women's room, to hide, whilst the other folks were slaughtered. So, our lead will try to excactly find out what happened. A typical French sensitive drama. I will remember this film, unlike the female character with her behavior before the killing. The only detail that bothered me is that it is again question of the migrant issue; a recurrent element in most of social French films. I am a bit tired about this. I understand that most directors want to speak about such a problem, but it annoys me. They absolutely want to be "fashion", see what I mean?

A leaky pen. A notebook. A Birthday cake. A tattoo. Details. Some clear, others vague. Mia (Virgine Efira from Verhoeven's BENEDETTA) is a young Parisian woman in a stable relationship. One night, by happenstance, she finds herself in a restaurant. Out of nowhere, an armed assault. She's injured. Blacks out - but, survives.

Alice Wincoer's gently searing drama is loosely based on a coordinated 2015 terrorist attack on several sites in the Paris area (her brother was a survivor). Wincoer who co-wrote with a pair of screenwriters, always keeps the focus on Mia and the other survivors and their friends and families from that cafe. The terrorists are never clearly seen, nor are the other attacks explicitly spelled out.

Mia is more than merely shell-shocked. Her psychological wounds are more debilitating than her physical ones. Because she passed out, her memory of the event is scattered. The survivors form a support group and they help one another remember - if they choose to. Some want to reconnect, others recoil. Thomas (Benoit Magimel) was a man who's Birthday the cake was for. He is one of the 'lucky ones' in that he has full memory of that fateful night.

Wincoer (who wrote the screenplay for the wonderful Oscar nominated MUSTANG), does a fine job here inviting the viewer to piece together Mia's journey along with the character. The audience is never ahead of the woman, nor does the filmmaker rely on sensational dramatic turns to amp things up. It all unfolds at a placid pace. There are a couple of jolting jump cuts as if to remind one that such shocks could happen to anyone, anytime.

REVOIR PARIS doesn't have a pat ending. Mia and Thomas have their lives impacted, but they are all individuals and what may hold for one, may not for another. All that is certain is uncertainty, but there's also a kind of solace in living in the moment and embracing those around you while one can. REVOIR PARIS is one of the most moving movies of the year.

In the aftermath of a horrific terrorist attack on a Parisian bistro, Mia, a survivor, grapples with the devastating impact of the tragedy. While attempting to piece together the events of that fateful night and making amends with the city she once adored, she sets out on a mission to reclaim her life. Alice Winocour's moving and thought-provoking film explores the psychological effects of trauma and the enduring power of the human spirit.

Virginie Efira, fast becoming one of my favourite French actors, delivers a compelling performance as Mia, her expressive eyes and subtle gestures conveying the profound emotional turmoil she faces. The film's narrative unfolds with a quiet intensity, mirroring the protagonist's fragmented memories and the lingering trauma that binds her to the past.

The subtle yet effective direction of Winocour puts the characters and their feelings front and centre. The film's cinematography, characterised by soft, diffused lighting and a muted colour palette, creates an atmosphere of melancholic beauty, capturing the haunting essence of Mia's fractured world. With its delicate and melancholy melodies, the film's score by Régoire Hetzel enhances the story. The music subtly underscores Mia's emotional journey, adding depth and resonance to her silent struggles.

While Paris Memories excels in its portrayal of trauma and the healing process, it occasionally falters in its pacing and narrative structure. Certain scenes feel meandering, and the film's conclusion could have benefited from a more impactful resolution. The film's strengths, particularly its sensitive handling of delicate subject matter and its nuanced performances, overshadow these flaws.

Paris Memories is a poignant and thought-provoking exploration of trauma, resilience, and the enduring power of human connection. It is a film that lingered in my mind long after the credits rolled, prompting me to reflect on the fragility of life and the strength we find within ourselves to overcome adversity.

Paris Memories is a powerful cinematic experience that, with its sensitive portrayal of trauma, its engaging performances, and its evocative cinematography, makes it a worthwhile watch for those seeking a poignant and emotionally resonant film.

When unknown gunmen enter a Parisian restaurant and start shooting people that were enjoying their evening soirée, innocent lives are lost and the lives of those who survived are altered forever. Winocur's film portrays an already mundane fact of life, of armed terrorism that has entered the main stream of our lives, threatening to become an expected normal daily reality everywhere.

The survivors of the attack are seeking closure by gathering to commiserate and memorialize. After the traumatic event, Mia (Virginie Efira) is desperately searching for the cook who held her hand while they were hiding together during the shooting.

The search bears fruit and she eventually succeeds.

After Mia survives an attack in a restaurant where many other patrons perish, she is left unable to remember what happened. Her attempts to recall the event throughout the movie appear to change her life and pull her into a different direction. In typical fashion for many French movies, tedium ensues. If you have a good hour and 45 minutes to spare, it will engage you and possibly bore you at the same time. French filmmakers are good at that, not sure why.