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"Non, je ne regrette rien."
I've the greatest respect for Mark Kermode and I tend to be trusting of his reviews (though I still don't get his horror fascination). And recalling his review of La Vie en Rose I've gotta agree - how can the filmmakers skip World War Two? And why use Piaf's voice and not Cotillard's? Strange. But otherwise few bad decisions, as evidenced by the fact I enjoyed it :)
It's certainly a film of two halves, though there's no mention of football. Stick with it after the first 70 minutes (it feels like it could end and be a passable TV documentary). The mood grows rather more dark, which is always a good thing, and is making me think this daily two-hour sacrifice may darken my soul in ever-innovative ways.
By the way, the first film I've seen outside my room. I'm socialising! Though only with my mum and the cats, don't get too excited for me.
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