Etiket: dOdile
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] The blood of Salman Rushdie
“When superstition enters through the door, common sense escapes through the window,” wrote Salman Rushdie in satanic verses. This book, which earned him in 1989 the fatwa of anathema in…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] In Quebec cinema, on summer evenings
I slipped on several Quebec films on the summer bill. They seemed to me more numerous than usual to reach the big screens in hot weather. Stéphanie Nolin, from Cinéac,…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Revenge of the Cursed Painters
If Van Gogh rose from his grave, he would have a lot to say about the blindness of the European artistic milieu of the 19th century.e century which disdained his…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Yourcenar’s Wind Soles
I spent part of the summer with Marguerite Yourcenar. COVID-19 encourages confinement. Between two coughs, I might as well grab his great novels from my library, Memoirs of Hadrian and…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Arlette and her sin
Several spectators will go see (or not) Arlette by Mariloup Wolfe, from a screenplay by Marie Vien, for the wrong reasons. The film, in theaters on Friday, received some nonsensical…
Les Perles d’Odile by Magali in St Savinien
Again, this is a great sign. It is the natural and organic soap factory “Les Perles d’Odile” by Magali in St Savinien. Discover the online store on the Facebook page.…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] After the Saint John lights go out
It’s Quebec Day. Long live the reunion! COVID is throwing its darts into the joyful melee while no one is watching. She takes her foot. Must say that we die…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] The chasms and the light of Trintignant
I can’t stop thinking about Jean-Louis Trintignant, his deep voice, his never healed wounds, the resonance of his words, his quest for integrity, his melancholy carried over half a century…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] The departure of Super Mario
As far back as I can remember, Mario Fortin sported his same beautiful smile. That of a smart guy a little gruff, modest, who told no lies to anyone. Neither…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] René Lévesque’s show
Monday evening, I went to the Grande Bibliothèque for the launch of the centenary celebrations of René Lévesque. A start obscured by chicanes and recent missteps buzzing in our ears.…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] This strange object of talent
“Great artists have chance in their talent and talent in their chance,” wrote Victor Hugo with ballerina entrechats on a slippery slope. But who can claim to know where it…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Celine, in eternal war
If there is a writer destined to fail the tests of good conduct for posterity, it is Louis Ferdinand Destouches, alias Céline. I have a copy of his pamphlet Trivia…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Crush and rage on the Croisette
Favorite: The poetry of the end of the world I won’t tell you stories. The festival is advanced. The fact remains that no film has yet raised theaters or aroused…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Crush and rage on the Croisette
Coup de Coeur: random encounters Without having much time to go to the Cannes dinners in the evening, but I went to the one that Unifrance was organizing in honor…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Crush and rage on the Croisette
Favorite: Culture and war At a press conference on Thursday, Russian filmmaker (of Ukrainian mother) Kirill Serebrennikov, a dissident from Putin’s regime now established in Berlin, shared his thoughts on…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] The tango of screens
There are too many screens, we hear facing the surge of the virtual world on people’s minds. Watching everyone consult their smartphone in the street, in the subway, face to…
[La chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Mirrors by Michel Tremblay
Last week, at the TNM premiere of Michel Tremblay’s new creation, Dear Chekhov, an irruption in the room will have caused a stir. A group of young actors had come…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Art at the bedside of mourning
During a funeral ceremony, a commemoration, a tribute paid to the resilience of a people as to the sharing of their pain, music, dance, poetry and dramatic art are guests…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Gregory Charles’ egg
Since pianist-host Gregory Charles spoke to the newspaper The Press on the Quebec education system, he receives many tomatoes by the head. That will teach him not to leave the…
[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] The Ultimate Territory by René Derouin
The other day, reading in a subway car, I was challenged by my seatmate. A North African with burning eyes. He had read over my shoulder and found fascinating what…