Movie: "The Age of Reason"

On the flight to Paris last night I saw "The Age of Reason," an obvious choice since it's about a woman's birthday, and I'm here to celebrate Bernard's (November 8th) and my own (the 6th) birthdays. On her 40th birthday, Margaret (Sophie Marceau), is visited by a now-retired provincial notary who has come to deliver to her a series of letters written to her by her 7-year-old self. It's seven that's "the age of reason." Forty, "your age, dear Me," is "very silly." Little Marguerite, as she was then called, offered the then-young notary who'd just started his practice, her life savings --which amounted to slightly more than 1 Euro-- to deliver her mail on her 40th birthday in 2010. She wrote about the various paths she might have pursued and about other important things in life such as "all-chocolate meals" and finding buried treasure. One thing that stuck with me was the notary's quoting of Picasso: "Become who you are." This is the kind of thing that can make you wish (a) that you had received letters from your kid-self, and (b) that your mature self could have written to your kid-self to benefit from hard-won experience, and spare said kid-self some of the grief encountered along the way.
Whether I'll get to post again before we leave Paris on the 11th remains to be seen. Meanwhile, the fun on Day 1 involved a visit to Bon Marche (where I got some gorgeous, silky-soft multi-colored yarn for a scarf), and the search for La Ruche, a house where free lodging was given to such artists as Amadeo Modigliani and Chaim Soutine. It was a very long search, there was no access to the building (I was hoping there'd at least be exhibit rooms we could see), and the even longer search for a Metro, but we were still thrilled to be in Paris.
Dinner was at the ever-wonderful Le Bosquet. Sorry Jean-Francois wasn't there tonight.
A bientot