06 June, 2007



Espace Eugène Poubelle at 7 ter, rue de Trétaigne is the shop with the red plastic bottle Christmas tree out front . Interloque grew from there.

As it describes itself, Interloque is:

"Première ressourcerie parisienne, l'association l'Interloque est acteur et outil du developpement urban soutenable:

Nous valorisons les ressources humaines et les matières premières disponibles localement, développons des activités économiques innovantes, fédérons les acteurs économiques, sociaux et associatifs locaux autour de la gestion environnementale concertée et proposons des services de proximité créateurs de lien social."

Last night the mayor of the 18em stopped by with a few politicals and we are off and running.

What all that French means is simply we do neat stuff with what people throw away. Anything informatique gets sent my way.

Would you buy a used computer from this man?

Hard at work.

01 June, 2007

More M. Jourdain.

Nelly, bless her, gave the wife and I, (or is it me?) a pass to the Premier of Molière.

The film came out months ago now and keeping to the rigorous commitment this blog has to timeliness these few lines are posted, posthaste, as it were..

All of you campers will by now be familiar with the plot outline of the Bourgeois Gentilhomme, so that can be safely skipped. Suffice it to say Molière, the film, is a telling again of that immortal saga of a normal chap striving to be like all of the best, I mean, all of the rest

Molière being only the writer, is in the film relegated to the role of a foil to carry along the drama of the personal development of Monsieur Jourdain, played in the film by Fabrice Luchini.

As a counterpoint to our hero the director Laurent Tirard chose to condescend to our contemporary public and substitute a genuine aristocrat played with genius by Edourd Baer for the minions of the Turkish Sultan in the original play. Other savage distortions were made, all essential to get the character development successfully shifted from the 17TH century to our own barbaric 21ST.

This pandering is easily seen through and even adds to the high comedy of the film.

Is this film recommended?

Did it matter 60% of the dialog was unintelligible?

When is all of anything written by Molière intelligible?

And what about Ludivine Sagnier as Célimène, huh?

Thanks Nell.