L'Usine de films amateurs By Michel Gondry ♥

L'Usine de films amateurs vous invite à venir créer votre propre film, en suivant un protocole simple imaginé par Michel Gondry, dans un studio de cinéma reconstitué pour l'occasion.

À la manière de Jack Black et Mos Def dans le film de Michel Gondry, Soyez sympas, rembobinez, vous pouvez fabriquer un film de A à Z en un temps record (3h !).

Vous souhaitez participer ? Cette activité est proposée gratuitement à tous, 

nous vous recommandons de vous inscrire à l'avance, 

pour former ou rejoindre un groupe de 5 à 15 personnes.

Après une première visite des lieux et un passage par les accessoires, 

vous passerez à « l'action », depuis l'écriture du scénario et le choix 

des acteurs jusqu'au tournage et à la réalisation des effets spéciaux « bricolés » sur place !

Aucune formation n'est nécessaire, 

l'objectif est de se faire plaisir en fabriquant son propre film !

Un ensemble de décors et de machineries simulant à la fois des intérieurs et des extérieurs vous offrent la possibilité de tourner un nombre infini d'histoires. Tout le matériel nécessaire est mis à votre disposition pour que vous soyez autonomes.

Trois heures plus tard, vous repartez du studio avec un DVD de votre film !

Michel Gondry @ FICM

Asiste Michel Gondry este viernes al FICM 21 de Octubre 2011

El cineasta francés Michel Gondry visitará este viernes por primera vez el Festival Internacional de Cine de Morelia para presentar una función especial de "Rebobine, por favor" (Be Kind Rewind, traducida en México como "Originalmente pirata").

La visita de Gondry coincide con la del actor Gael García Bernal, quien presentó este jueves el programa "Los invisibles", así como la película "The Loneliest Planet" de la directora Julia Loktev. Ambos trabajaron en La ciencia del sueño (2006), filme de clausura del FICM 2006, informó el FICM en un comunicado.

Actualmente Gondry se encuentra involucrado en un proyecto imaginado y realizado por él mismo en febrero de 2011, en el Centro Georges Pompidou, París: La fábrica de películas (L´Usine de films amateurs). La idea consiste en levantar un estudio transitorio de cine, accesible para todos y con la intención de que el público pueda crear su propia obra cinematográfica.

La fábrica de películas funciona con un protocolo muy bien elaborado y distintos sets de decoración que permiten una variedad infinita de historias. Los participantes se apuntan por orden de llegada, y siguiendo los pasos del proceso de creación, salen después de 3 horas con su obra en DVD, al estilo de Be Kind Rewind, punto de partida de este nuevo proyecto.

En un inicio, esta experiencia se instaló en museos de arte contemporáneo por sesiones de dos meses (Nueva York, Sao Paolo, París, Johannesburgo), y la intención del cineasta es que sea instalada en más ciudades alrededor del mundo.

Contagion

Would you leave him?

Man:

 If I told you I still loved you, 

that I always loved you, 

that I loved you to distraction, would you leave him?

Woman: 

No.

After living in the dark for so long...

After living in the dark for so long, a glimpse of the light can make you giddy. Strange thoughts come into your head and you better think’em. Has a special fate been calling you and you not listening? Is there a secret message right in front of you and you’re not reading it? Is this your last, best chance? Are you gonna take it? Or are you going to the grave with unlived lives in your veins?

It's all methamphetamine.

Spoof. Dope. Crank. Creep. Bomb. Spank. 

Shit. Bang. Zip. Tweak. Chard. 

Call it what you will. 

It's all methamphetamine. 

That's what I'm here for.

Today, we do more than just celebrate the pussy.

You know I take the pussy seriously. Let me tell you.

You gotta take the pussy seriously. 

I mean, there's a priority for a tight ass.

But if it's hairy, I go for the tits. 

But if the tits are hairy, hey, it's right back to the pussy.

But you've gotta speak to that pussy, son.

You know, really talk to it. You make a vow to it.

Now, no nation has ever been so ready to seize 

the power and the freedom of the pussy as our own...

and we must all care for that pussy.

Today, we do more than just celebrate the pussy.

We re-dedicate ourselves to the very idea of pussy.

I mean, friends,
ask not what the pussy can do for you...

but what can you do for the pussy.

Maybe true love is a decision...

Jacks: 

So stop living your life like 

you're in some kind of a movie.

Peter:  Excuse me?

Jacks: 

Stop trying to cast your true love 

instead of just meeting him.

Peter: 

When I meet him, I'll know.

Jacks: 

I'm not so sure. 

Love isn't always a lightning bolt, you know? 

Maybe sometimes it's just a choice.

Peter: 

Well, that's easy for you to say! 

You're flying to Argentina to meet the love of your life!

Jacks: 

That's just it. I don't know that Paolo's the love of my life, 

but I've decided to give him the chance to be.

 Maybe true love is a decision. 

You know, a decision to take a chance with somebody, 

to give to somebody without worrying 

whether they'll give anything back, 

or if they're gonna hurt you, or if they really are the one. 

Maybe love isn't something that happens to you. 

Maybe it's something you have to choose.

Peter:

 So what do I do?

Jacks: 

Well, you could start by putting all of those fantasies 

of true love where they belong, into your work of fiction.

I can not have tea...

Ramona:

Dude, I'm changing.

Scott:

Sorry. I'm just cold.

Ramona:

Here, does that help?

Scott:

Yeah, that's very warm. What is that? Okay.

Were you just gonna bring the blanket from your bed?

Ramona:

I guess.

Scott:

Maybe we should both get under it, since we're so cold.

Ramona:

What about our tea?

Scott:

I can not have tea...

I like you even though you're not a normal guy ♥

Ross:  I had a really good talk, you know? Nikki:

I had such an amazing time. Thank you.

Ross, if you ever make it out to Vegas you have to call me.

Do you pinkie promise?

Ross:

I pinkie... I pinkie promise.

Nikki:

Thank you. 

Because I don't know if I'm ever gonna come back here.

Ross: Really?

Nikki: Yeah.

Ross:

You know he wasn't mad at you, right? 

He wasn't. That's not real.

Nikki:

I like you even though you're not a normal guy.

Ross:

I like you even though you're not a normal girl.

Nikki:

So let's just say goodbye.

Ross:

I just wanna say that I enjoyed 

all this time that I spent with you.

Nikki: Really?

Ross: Yeah.

Nikki: Okay. Come here.

Ross: Be safe.

Nikki: Well...Good luck with Amy.

Ross: Well, good luck in Las Vegas.

Nikki: Just be yourself, okay?

Ross: Thank you.

We owed Rosie our whole lives.

The Benzini Bros was officially belly up property of Altuna, Pennsylvania.

The shows on the road would get the sense soon enough and come to pick up our bones.

I wouldn't leave Rosie to that.

I wasn't gonna let any body touch her with that hook again.

So like I planned, I took my finals and with my degree, 

our animals and Marlena's act

Ringling got themselves a sweet deal. Sweet deal.

My first son was born that season. Walter.

He spent the first seven years of his life with Ringling.

That's why I cannot understand how he could forget to show up today.

There was a circus in town.

By the time our third son came we had enough.

Rosie retired. Luckily the vet of the Albany Zoo dropped dead 

so I got the job.

We bought some property so we can keep the horses,

Rosie, and five kids. Before you know it the kids are in the car and moving out.

So then it was just Rosie and us. When Rosie passed on Marlena cried for days.

We owed Rosie our whole lives.

Guy:

And Marlena?

My Marlena died in her bed. Still beautiful though.

We had a lot of years, though.

I don't know how I did it but I managed 

to give her everything I promised.

And boy, that was the life. I'm telling you.

I just woke up, and you were in my dream

Ramona:

Uh, Scott Pilgrim?

Scott:

Hi, I was thinking about asking you out, 

but then I realized how stupid that would be.

So, do you want to go out sometime?

Ramona:

No, that's okay. You can just sign for this, all right?

Scott:

I just woke up, and you were in my dream.

I dreamt that you were delivering me this package. Is that weird?

Ramona:

It's not weird at all.

Scott:

It's not?

Ramona:

No, it's just that you have this really convenient 

subspace highway running through your head that I like to use. 

It's, like, three miles in 15 seconds.

Scott:

Right, right.

Ramona: I forgot you guys don't have that in Canada.

Scott:

You don't remember me, do you? 

We met at the party the other day.

Ramona:

Were you the Pac-Man guy?

Scott: No. Not even. That was some total ass.

I was the other guy.

Ramona:

You know, you need to sign for this, whatever this is.

Scott:

But if I sign for it, you'll leave.

Ramona:

Yeah, it's how it works.

Scott:

Okay, well, maybe, do you wanna hang out sometime? 

Get to know each other?

You're the new kid on the block, right?

I've lived here forever, 

so there are reasons for you to hang out with me.

Ramona:

You want me to hang out with you?

Scott:

Yeah, if that's cool.

Ramona:

If I say yes, will you sign for your damn package?

Scott:

So, yeah, 8:00?

I'll leave you alone forever now...

Scott: Hey, you know Pac-Man?

Ramona: I know of him.

Scott:

Well, Pac-Man was originally called Puck-Man.

They changed it because...

Not because Pac-Man looks like a hockey puck.

Paku-paku" means "flap your mouth," 

and that they were afraid people would change...

Scratch out the "P" and turn it into an "F," like...

Ramona:

Yeah, that's amazing.

Scott:

Um...Am I dreaming?

I'll leave you alone forever now.

Ramona:

Thanks.

Maybe I should have teased him too...

I didn’t understand why, after all her teasing, Ruth would decide that Tommy was the boy she liked most of all. They say girls are always mean to the boys they like, so maybe Ruth had liked him all along. Maybe I should have teased him too

And you're always gone...

Johnny Marco:

Cleo, what's wrong?

Why are you crying?

Cleo:

I don't know when Mom's coming back.

She said she had to go away for a while.

But she didn't say when she was coming back.

And you're always gone.

Johnny Marco:

Come here. Don't cry, honey.

Oh, let me be your teddy bear...

Baby, let me be your loving teddy bear

Put a chain around my neck And lead me anywhere

Oh, let me be your teddy bear

Baby, let me be around you every night

Run your fingers through my hair and cuddle me real tight

Oh, let me be your teddy bear

I don't wanna be a tiger 'Cause tigers play too rough

I don't wanna be a lion 'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough

Just wanna be your teddy bear

Put a chain around my neck And lead me anywhere

Oh, let me be your teddy bear

I just wanna be your teddy bear

He was so handsome...

Girl: How old are you, Cleo?

Cleo: Eleven.

Girl:

Do you have a boyfriend?

When I was 11 I was so in love with this boy.

Nino Viti. He was so handsome. And he had a scooter.

Do you like to ride a scooter?

Cleo:

Sure.

Björk: crystalline by Michel Gondry ♥

From Ian to Debbie ♥

I wish I were a Warhol silk screen

Hanging on the wall

Or little Joe or maybe Lou

I’d love to be them all

All New York City’s broken hearts

And secrets would be mine

I’d put you on a movie reel

And that would be just fine”

—

St Valentine’s Day poem

from Ian to Debbie, 1973

Someone dressed in my skin...

I dont want to be in a band anymore. 

Unknown pleasure was it. 

I was happy. 

I never meant for it to grow like this.

 When i’m up there, singing…

they dont understand how much i give. 

And how it affects me. 

Now they want more. 

They expect me to give more.

 And i dont know if i can. 

It’s like it’s not happening to me, 

but…someone pretending to be me, 

someone dressed in my skin

Yes, he really had done it...

I stared at him, he was so still.

 Then the rope - I hadn’t noticed the rope. 

The rope from the clothes rack was around his neck. 

I ran through to the sitting room and picked up the telephone. 

No, supposing I was wrong - another false alarm. 

I ran back to the kitchen and looked at his face - 

a long string of saliva hung from his mouth. 

Yes, he really had done it. 

What to do next? 

I looked around the room expecting to see 

Ian standing in a corner watching my reaction. 

My instinct that he was playing a cruel trick

I believe Ian chose his deadline

I believe Ian chose his deadline. 

It was important to keep up the charade in front 

of the band in case they tried to dissuade him. 

The only reason he was no longer worried about 

the American trip was because he knew that...

 he wasn’t going

Don't dream it, be it.

Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. 

Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. 

Can't you just see it? 

Don't dream it, be it.

Gentleness and thoughtful sincerity

People who knew Ian remember him for his gentleness and thoughtful sincerity. Possessions never really meant a great deal to him and, although his passion lay with buying records, once the shine had worn off he would be amenable to lending or giving them away. He was generous to a fault and it seemed to give him much pleasure

I hold the key to life... ITSELF!

It was strange the way it happened. 

Suddenly... you get a break! 

All of the pieces seem to fit into place.

 What a sucker you've been, what a fool. 

The answer was there all the time. 

It took a small aciddent to make it happen. 

AN ACCIDENT!

 And that is how I discovered the secret. 

That elusive ingredient, that... spark that is the breath of life... 

yes I have that knowledge! 

I hold the key to life... ITSELF!

Existence.

Existence.

Well, what does it matter?

I exist on the best terms I can.

The past is now part of my future.

The present is well out of hand...

He’s dancing really great...

I saw three attacks and it was always two-thirds of the way through a set. And it came to a point where in the last year, you’d watch the group and suddenly you’d feel Ian may be dancing great and suddenly he’s dancing really great. Hooky and Barney would be looking nervously at the stage and you could see what was going through their minds. So I always presumed that it wasn’t because he wasn’t taking the tablets, but that he wasn’t taking enough. For something was happening within a set, doing what he did, that actually took him to that point, that actually overcame the drugs and made him have the attack