Claude Lelouch: A Man and Another Movie

“One day I’ll make a film for the critics, when I have money to lose.”

Rainer Hosch

Rainer Hosch

Hopeful romantic: Claude Lelouch

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• Claude Lelouch
• Roman De Gare
• Jean-Louis Trintignant
• Francis Lai
• Anouk Aimee

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Hopeful romantic: Claude Lelouch

—Claude Lelouch

Mention movie critics to Claude Lelouch and he understandably grimaces. “It’s very complicated, my relationship with the critics, very complicated,” he says on a March afternoon at the Paris offices of Les Films 13, the production company Lelouch founded in 1960 and, six years later, saved from financial ruin with the success of his sixth feature, A Man and a Woman. Coming on the heels of four flops and a fifth (Les Grands Moments) he refused to show publicly, A Man and a Woman seduced much of the world’s moviegoing public, with its story of a widowed script girl (Anouk Aimee) and a widower race-car driver (Jean-Louis Trintignant), who fall in love amidst rain-soaked Paris vistas, long walks on the beach and the immortal strains of Francis Lai’s la-la-lalalalala score.

In addition to big box office, A Man and a Woman won Lelouch the Cannes Film Festival’s Palme d’Or and two Academy Awards (for Best Foreign Language Film and Best Original Screenplay), as well as the scorn of critics, who regarded the director as a flashy but shallow interloper at the French New Wave ball. (Both Variety and The New York Times featured the word banal prominently in their reviews.) Lelouch was, after all, arriving on the scene smack between two revolutions — the cinematic one sparked by the early films of Godard, Truffaut, et al., and the real one soon to erupt in the streets of Paris. 1966 was the same year Godard released Masculin Féminin, his generation-encapsulating portrait of the “children of Marx and Coca-Cola.” And here was Lelouch making escapist, love-conquers-all movies about ... what, exactly? People of privilege doing glamorous things in glamorous locations? Quel horreur!

Not that the subsequent four decades, during which Lelouch has averaged one film per year (some of them admittedly poor), have done much to improve the director’s critical rep. (“French cinema and innocent audiences alike need to be defended against him,” writes the critic and film historian David Thomson in The New Biographical Dictionary of Film.) His movies are rarely shown in major festivals anymore. Most of his recent work has been little seen outside of France. “I make films that speak more to the heart than the intellect, and critics have more intellect than heart,” Lelouch says from behind a large mahogany desk of the sort a Golden Age Hollywood mogul might have used. “So, I’ve had a very difficult time.”

It’s doubly ironic, then, that Lelouch’s latest film, Roman de Gare, has on both sides of the Atlantic been garnering the 70-year-old filmmaker some of the best reviews of his career. Ironic, because Roman de Gare deals, in part, with a popular mystery novelist (Fanny Ardant) who achieves highbrow respectability only after hiring a ghostswriter (Dominique Pinon) to pen her latest tome. And ironic because Lelouch, bruised by the critical and commercial disaster of his previous project, Le Genre Humaine (the ambitious planned trilogy he abandoned after two films), himself directed Roman de Gare under a pseudonym. Using a friend, tennis player Hervé Picard, as a front, Lelouch went public with the deception only after the film was selected to premiere at Cannes.

Pseudonym or not, it’s doubtful that anyone familiar with Lelouch’s work would mistake Roman de Gare for that of any other director. Just consider the variables: A man. A woman. An escaped felon. Fast cars. Luxurious yachts. The late Gilbert Bécaud singing lovelorn chansons françaises all over the soundtrack. Indeed, we could just as soon be talking about And Now Ladies and Gentleman, Lelouch’s globetrotting 2003 caper featuring a master cat burglar (Jeremy Irons) who crosses several continents in pursuit of a sultry jazz chanteuse. Or about 1974’s And Now My Love, which followed the parallel destinies of a wealthy heiress and a reformed pickpocket until they finally intersect in the last scene of the film. Or about one of Lelouch’s best and least-known movies, 1969’s Love Is a Funny Thing, in which a French film composer (Jean-Paul Belmondo) passing through L.A. and the leading lady (Annie Girardot) of his latest film set out on a romantic road trip through the American West. Even Lelouch’s titles start to blur together after a while: A Man and a Woman; Another Man, Another Chance; Men, Women: A User’s Manual; and, of course, A Man and a Woman: 20 Years Later.

More than most filmmakers, Lelouch embodies Jean Renoir’s maxim, “A director makes only one movie in his life. Then he breaks it into pieces and makes it again.” Fittingly, Lelouch has even made several films, including the millennia-spanning La Belle Histoire and the aptly titled Partir Revinir, devoted to the cyclicality of history and human relations. But for all the feelings of déjà vu his movies engender, there are subtle variations. With Roman de Gare, which revolves around a chance encounter between the ghostwriter and a beautiful woman (newcomer Audrey Dana) who has been abandoned by her fiancé at a highway service station, Lelouch wanted to offer audiences a window into his own creative process. “My first job was as a journalist, a cameraman doing reportage on actual things,” he says. “When I became a filmmaker, I kept on behaving the same way. If I met a woman, like the woman in the film, I would talk to her and find out about her. I wanted to show the way I’m interested in people. I like to get into their lives. And I wanted to show that an author is also a predator. If I have a romance with a woman, every single thing we say to one another may become a dialogue in one of my films. Every second of life is useful for creation.”