One Hundred and One Nights (1995)

Just perfect...

Good movie, but best of all time? Hardly . . .

Although it has its amusing moments, in eneral the plot does not convince.

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

The cinema student and cinephile Camille Miralis (Julie Gayet) is hired by a huge amount to assist the one-hundred year-old Monsieur Simon Cinéma (Michel Piccoli), whose memories is fading away, telling stories about the movies he made along one hundred and one days. Camille meets many movie stars that visit Monsieur Cinema, including his Italian friend Marcello Mastroianni, Alain Delon and his ex-wives Jeanne Moreau and Hanna Schygulla. Meanwhile Camille learns that he misses his grandson Vincent that disappeared and she plots with her boyfriend Camille "Mica" (Mathieu Demy) that wants to make a film to use their friend Vincent (Emmanuel Salinger) that has just come from India to pose as the grandson to inherit his assets. On the centenary of the cinema history, the fantasy "Les cent et une nuits de Simon Cinéma" is a great tribute by Agnès Varda. The cinema forgetting the good films is an intelligent criticism to the quality of the contemporary commercial movies. The impressive number of cameo appearances associated to footages of classics is a delight to any cinephile. Unfortunately the lead story with Camille, Mica and Vincent is totally disappointing. My vote is seven.Title (Brazil): "As Cento e Uma Noites" ("The One Hundred and One Nights")

I'll try to be brief, as usual in my posts on the board. I've always suspected Mrs Varda's work to be part of the Demy mystique not only in kinship. Part of is, certainly, in a way ironic people would expect: there's so much sadness and gloom (Demy's touch) underlying the simple joy in life it can only pass in the work's blood by language (usually faked for the circumstance and made to cheat on everyone, Varda's touch for instance).Take actors for example: they are known for having motors like greed, or jealousy. Movie world asks for this, and this is public's demand, so there's no way it can possibly end. This is timeless as cinema is- and the current devout to this transmission of aloofness, and also feverish love, so Mr Simon Cinéma's childish, ever-cheating, ever- awesome Michel Piccoli is never to die, an ever jealous, ever sentimental, born to play this metaphor man who is Cinema as a whole, is essentially language, not picture. There's something more sordid about this film either- not even its "in- your-face" approach (somehow (curiously, Varda's hypocritical touch) a five year old could see this film and enjoy it- why not, this is playful too) and past the "greatest movie moments and quotes" is his belief in nostalgia. It's shocking when you think this was thought of as a tribute essentially. It plays with your nerves and brains, even though it gives you a feeling of "you were never there, but WE were. Nay, you just sat there but you were NEVER there" (and this is missing a whole lot of the film's initial purposes, as well as the movie-crazy audiences in the first place). So this film is a lack of respect and a sh!thole, playing for what it has never invented, and only playing with the minds of the movie-crazy-audiences mentalities it should respect in the first place. Don't be fooled, brethren.

If you love film, and especially if you love French films, this small gem of a movie will get under your skin delightfully. Agnes Varda has created an utterly engaging, witty, wry, self-deprecating and altogether irresistible tribute to the directors and stars of classic French cinema and some American ones as well. Varda manages to poke fun at all the ridiculous pretentiousness of movie-making while understanding all the reasons why we---audience and actors and filmmakers alike---still fall hopelessly, helplessly, and contentedly in love with the magic of moving pictures. See this movie on a warm summer night with someone you love and who also loves the movies...

I felt like I was in a dream, maybe one of Fellini's dreams of long ago, while I enjoyed every moment of this exciting film. Marcello is wonderful and so are so many others in this film... see DeNiro fall in the pond! Find it, rent it...