Cinema writer. It was for him that François Truffaut had invented the expression. She went like a glove to Jean-Loup Dabadie who must have been born with a pen at his fingertips. France, still struck by the death of Michel Piccoli, receives this new uppercut in the face. There are weeks like that that have the knack of leaving you knocked out. Dabadie, finally! Why him? Why already? His words were the soundtrack to our lives. Thanks to him, Yves Montand was jealous of Sami Frey. Sitting smoking, Piccoli gazed in silence at the back of Romy Schneider who was typing. "I am looking at you."
Looking at Dabadie's pen, watching Romy Schneider seemed like a full-time job. For years, French cinema spoke Dabadie fluently. It is a poetic and familiar language, melancholy and funny. Without her, Claude Sautet would certainly not have been the same. This duo has never been better. Their collaboration begins with Les Choses de la vie (1970). They don't
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