Avoir des enfants...

Last night there was a French Film evening at Macclesfield College and after a buffet cooked by the catering students (you take a risk! - but every time I've been it has been marvellously cooked and served) they showed Rémi Bezançon's Le Premier Jour du Reste de ta Vie (I don't think I need a translation of the title). A funny and moving film about the inter-generational gap, growing up and the way patterns replicate themselves down the generations. It was a great hit in France - mainly by word of mouth - not a lot happens in the film but it is the little telling details. Maybe there's over-much focus on the family - surely there'd have been partners at, for example, the scattering of the ashes scene? Death looms large - particularly for dogs(!) but it has a tender and affirming message. A couple of reviews are here and here's a a blogger's take on it. Clément Courouve, who introduced it, said that he saw new details and themes each time he's watched it and I shall probably be re-watching...