I can sit by a river, and not think about the water.
I can sit among the trees, and not hear it thinking,
I can sit your side, and hear you're every thought,
I wish you could say, love you too.
The Class is a recent movie I've come over. Hearing it first on on a preview for Slumdog Millionaire, I am rushed to feel a sense of happiness that indeed this is the film I was thinking of renting when François Bégaudeautells his students repeatedly, "Bien, bien, bien, bien, bien,." as advertised in the trailer. Countless times in a row. Based on François Bégaudeau's book about personal recollections of his life with the students of his class, this film takes three cameras into "the class" and uses real students, (all names renamed the same) with highly improvisational scenes and out comes "Entre les murs". The film garnished several rough reviews saying there is nothing edgy to this work, but as I sat through the entire thing, (not being able to read every subtitle for my dvd player sucks) I was swept into the world of Franqois perpetual green and blue classroom. Rain drops lament against the windows and the smudges of the glass read an impression of years past, and lessons learned through a buttery french mouth echo when I believe there are no more students to be had. You watch, and you might learn several references for the english language. Several students you can tell will be problems from the beginning. The witty and hotheaded Esmeralda, who oddly looks like a cop. Khoumba is one you cannot tangle with, and the combination of the two brings you to realize the cleverness in which Franqois weaves through the bullshit and rises to their level, or sink---whichever you feel is better. Souleymane also, sitting at the back and constantly rocked on his chair is a front runner for trouble and becomes at one point a corner of the main story. The story as a whole brings very good feelings towards what is right and what is wrong about schools (any type) in general. I was left satisfied although slightly curious as to what would have happened had things not spiraled the way they did. And although it is a very true fact of life that we do not get second chances to correct a spiral of events such as this, I see how fragile the topic of daily discussions and debate becomes when you deal with minds who want to say what they feel the moment they feel them, and for those whose mouths cannot open despite their want to, and how maybe we can in future be more willing to speak, to say what we mean.
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France's official submission for the 2008 Best Foreign Language Film Oscar