O Castelo de Minha Mãe

When my cousin and I rented this film, we had no idea that it was French and in subtitles. Although I am in the process of learning the French language (slowly), I was a bit taken aback by the fact that I had to watch it in subtitles. However, after the first 10 minutes I was completely immersed in the beautiful countryside, and the flow of the language.

First of all, there is no specific plot to this story. One event flows into the next, but they are unrelated, held together by the characters. But the acting and the landscapes are beautiful and ethereal, and you wish that you could be there.

This is not to say that the film doesn't make sense, it most certainly does, and there is a point to it. The end comes on a bit abruptly, although it too is gentle and poignant.

As long as you can read fast enough to keep up with the subtitles (and after a bit you don't even notice you're doing it), this is a lovely film to see. It's quite suitable for all ages, but as it IS in subtitles, you don't want to watch it with children too young to read fast enough.

A lovely film, very French, and very beautiful. 10/10, definitely.

I first saw Le Château de ma mère and La Gloire de mon père shortly after their release in 1990. At first, I gave a higher ranking to Le Château. I just saw the two movies again, and now it's La Gloire who's coming on first.

But it is not to say that Le Château is not a good movie. It's an EXCELLENT movie. The saga of Marcel continues. Young Marcel Pagnol that is. The cast is again great: Philippe Caubère and Nathalie Roussel shine, Juline Ciamaca does a great job as Marcel.

And, once again, we get a taste of life in France's countryside, its colors, its ways of doing things. Great!

Too bad, there was not a third movie to follow La Gloire and Le Château.

See this one!

Out of 100, I gave it 86. That's good for ***½ out of ****. I gave La Gloire de mon père the same star rating, but 87 out of 100.

Seen again at home, in Toronto, on August 11th, 2002.

I really enjoyed this film tremendously. There were no grand special effects, dazzling action or exciting twists--just unbelievably beautiful film-making! This is a biographical tale based on the childhood of the great French director/writer Marcel Pagnol. In fact, it is because of my love of his films that I sought out this videotape and the prequel, My Father's Glory. If you have not seen the Fanny trilogy (or the single film by the same title starring Leslie Caron), The Baker's Wife, Harvest, Manon of the Spring or any of his other films, try to see them!! What makes all these films so wonderful is the superb writing and how his characters come to life. They are charming, full of foibles and yet quite lovable! And this is definitely true in this movie as well.

This movie picks up right where the prequel stopped--complete with the same actors. This was possible, as the films were filmed together and came out the same year.

Of the two films, My Mother's Castle is definitely the best--though they are both extraordinary films. What I liked about this film was that it was able to evoke so much emotion within me. For example, near the end I found myself laughing loudly at the scene involving the VERY nasty guard as he gets his comeuppance! Then, only minutes later I was sobbing at the profound sadness about Pagnol's later life (after the main story is over, there is a gut-wrenching epilogue). It's profoundly sad, but since it is based on real life, so necessary.

Watch this film with your entire family--even the cynical members of the family are sure to enjoy!

Both of these films are excellent autobiographical recollections of the author's youth. I enjoyed them both very much as the subject matter is delivered with aplomb and the photography is stunning.

They really take you back to this era, romantic in approach but doesn't neglect the real hardships experienced in that period. The way all emotions are played out is masterful.

He also wrote Jean de Flotette and Manon des Sources. If you haven't seen them but enjoyed Le Château de ma mère and La Gloire de mon père then I recommend you do as they are both in a similar vein and are even more stunning.

"O for one of those hours of gladness. Gone alas with our youth too soon"*

My Mother's Castle picks up where My Father's Glory left off, tracing young Marcel's life over the next year as his enchanting remembrances of things past comes full circle. If you were nostalgic for the south of France after seeing My Father's Glory, you do not have to wait long to once again smell the sprigs of wild thyme. After resuming their life again in Marseilles, the family: Joseph (Philippe Caubere), Augustine (Nathalie Roussel), Marcel (Julien Ciamaca), brother Paul (Victorien Delamare) and baby sister decide to return to Provence for Christmas and then again at Easter.

Marcel is reunited with his friend Lili but soon discovers the charms of women in the person of Isabelle (Julie Timmerman), a somewhat snooty young lady who takes on the affectation of nobility to impress (and dominate) Marcel. Their relationship shows promise but comes to an abrupt end early in the film when Isabelle's family suddenly leaves. Soon Augustine has the idea of returning to their country home each weekend. This, however, presents a small problem. Aside from the fact that Joseph, with the aid of Augustine's charms, must rearrange his teaching schedule, the family must walk five miles from the trolley station to their country home using up much of their weekend time.

This problem is solved when Joseph meets Bouzique (Philippe Uchan), one of his former pupils. Bouzique is a canal guard who shows them how to cut eight hours from their weekly walk by illegally cutting over other people's property that runs along the canal. At first Joseph is reluctant but finally agrees. This takes on an air of great adventure and humor as Bouzique gives a key to Joseph who must unlock the doors on each estate that stand in his way. The walk becomes the focus of the film, as everyone in the group must carefully avoid drawing attention to themselves. One house in particular, owned by a grouchy caretaker and a surly dog named Masher, causes Augustine to be quite fearful. Like My Father's Glory, My Mother's Castle consists of charming vignettes that evoke a simpler time. The film works its way into our heart because the characters care about each other and we care about them. Like all idealized reflections of the past, however, it ultimately gives way to bittersweet reality, reminding us very gently how soon youth passes, but as poet Shelley put it, "Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought".

*From Kerry Dances by James Lynam Molloy