With Les Enfants du Marais Jacques Becker made a great film that reminded us of Marcel Pagnol (when I said as much to him last night when he attended a screening of this, his latest release, he was gracious enough to say I had paid him a great compliment) and now he has made an equally wonderful film that is slightly reminiscent of Michael Radford's Il Postino; reminiscent it that it celebrates a friendship between a simple workman and a sophisticated artist but different in that here the two men had been school-friends before going their separate ways, whilst in Il Postino they met only when thrown together in adulthood. This is simply one of the most lyrical, deceptively simple films of the last several years and I have no hesitation in bracketing it with other 'small' films that have moved me immeasurably such as Brodeuses, Se Souvenirs des belles choses, Venus Beaute etc. If there is any truth in the claim made by one reviewer that Becker tends to divide critics and public then am I definitely with the public although I do enjoy films about Paris intellectuals as well as films like this one. Unbelievably it has yet to find a distributor in England and it may well be that English distributors read and are influenced by negative French critics. If so, shame on them, for this deserves to be screened at every cinema in the land.
Review of Dialogue avec mon jardinier
