Dear Marcel Carne,
You’re films are like poetry. I never thought I would move on from my affair with Max Ophuls, but you have shown me a new world of possibilities: love, life, joy, sadness, mise-en-scene, camera movement, and long takes. That's all...
I love you.
-M
PS: Yes, I did spend my weekend watching your films.
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