A cold, gray Paris, a Paris in black and white, late fifties. Jeanne walks away, oblivious to everything around him. Not directed to any site, just walk. Everything has gone wrong, does not understand what happened, saw his car, someone was at his side, a woman. Maybe something happened to you, perhaps you have left, you may be dead. No one knows, understands nothing, saw his car. Did not attend the appointment. They had it all planned, he would kill her husband, according to the instructions, would be in the cafe, she would be waiting, but he did not attend. And she saw his car, and a woman sitting next to him. Jeanne walks, trying to understand, not knowing what to do, not knowing where to go, all is lost, he did not attend the appointment. It is cold, everything is gray. She walks, rides ...
is night, at dawn. In the recording studio environment is relaxed, the building is nearly empty. Is Louis, is Jeanne, are some-few-musicians, and is Miles. Louis is passing the film tape on the fly someone improvise something, some notes. Jeanne gets a few drinks, wearing a white shirt, there is little light. Miles still has not touched nothing, look at the tape, go to Jeanne, seen walking, clad in a black coat. Go away and sad woman walking the streets of Paris in black and white images that follow. Louis told the story, a history of crimes, fatal accidents, the hazards stupid ... something. But see Jeanne Miles walk, sees his face, his step erratic, his broken heart. Miles takes the trumpet to his lips. Seven notes. After nine others. A sentence. Nobody says anything, nobody moves. Miles has it. Miles closes his eyes, his cheeks fill with air, looks down and begins to reel and spin the phrase that has split the night in two. Jeanne walks, and the notes of the trumpet of Miles attached. No longer exists, but Jeanne and Miles.
was the first film Luois Malle. "Ascenseur pour l'scaffold" Elevator to the gallows. A film noir starring Jeanne Moreau. Miles Davis was touring Europe and Louis Malle he proposed to make the band sound, Miles agreed, was the first one did. It was recorded almost in one sitting, in one night, with improvisations of Miles on the images of the film. Beauty alone is a painful, almost unbearable. I saw the film long after knowing the music, and motivated only by the soundtrack. I have no regrets. I do not get forget those empty eyes of Jeanne while wandering around Paris. Neither the ultimate expression of his face to say goodbye to the passion that consumes you and keeps you alive, in the developing of a photo.
Valencia, Thursday 22 March. Winter raider strikes us mercilessly when it should. Her days are numbered. All PD
comedy. The trip, the trial, the prosecutor. All actors in a replacement and causing boredom.
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