Favorites of the Moon: Liatard and Trouilh Stargaze Through the Rubble of Resistance
Yuri (Alseni Bathily) seems to be the glue holding his community together...
Slippery Slopes: Favier Blends Coming-of-Age and Sexual Assault Narrative in Chilly Debut
There’s an immediate discomfort apparent in the opening act of Charlène Favier’s debut...
The Most Important Thing is to Love: Mouret’s Loquacious Ode to Capricious Romance(s)
With narratives often constructed on the gossamer threads of human interactions, it’s...
The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.