A treat for you, dear readers. Okay, the weather's rubbish but hopefully you've managed to get away for a bit. If you haven't, I hope you have something lined up. For those of you who have neither, book yourself a ticket to the Barbican cinema for tomorrow and do yourself the favour of settling in to watch one of the most romantic, most beautiful and heartwarming films ever made.
La Nouvelle Vague changed cinema. Directors like Jean-Luc Godard and Agnes Varda brought us young screen gods such as Jean-Paul Belmondo and Jean Seberg. Francois Truffaut wrote the essay that started it all, and this film, Jules & Jim, may just be his masterpiece.
The titular characters are best friends whose relationship is put to the ultimate test by age, war and the love of Jeanne Moreau. This was the film that made her an international star, and never has she been more innocent, beautiful, sexy and intelligent. She embodied what the French New Wave was. Made eight years before 1968 and the student riots, this film presents a Paris that is full of whimsy, bare floorboards, bicycles, cigarettes and sex. Some may argue that there are no better examples of French cinema than this. In a way, they might just be right.
Jules & Jim plays at the Barbican tomorrow.