The Criterion Collection

It's all in the title : moving and still, like snow falling on a dead body.

When an hero passes by, Melville retains our (second) breath. We're too moved to say a word.

What can a poor boy do ? Let the rain and wind tell him the story of mankind.

In (bad) dreams of childhood begin responsabilities of man.

Innocence unprotected bears the monster of reason

How green is my sadness when I think back on those days.

No perfume makes her nostrils quivering; She sleeps in the sun, her hand on her breast At peace. There are two red holes in her gown.

Does the sad child make the wise man ??

For all those born without wings.

The 3 Ks : Kalatozov, Kobayashi and Kubrick lead us on the paths of powerful expression and unbearable frailty.

Chris Marker was a clairvoyant : the best love stories are ghost stories told with whispers and mental images.