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Director Catherine Corsini metastasizes an ensemble exercise for her eleventh feature, La Fracture, a...
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Sometime over the past century, the cinematic conception of the fairy tale has enabled a movement...
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.