Tous les Matins du Monde
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When Tous les Matins du Monde (All the Mornings of the World) first came out of video, back in the very early 90s, I fell in love with the music and the story. I also began an appreciation for Guillaume Depardieu. He was achingly beautiful in this film, wise beyond his years, quite perfect in the role of the young Young Marin Marais. He was about 20 when he made the movie.
I followed his career over the years, his films, his motorcycle accident, the tragic events that led to the amputation of one of his legs, the troubles with his family, and on October 13 of this year – his death.
When I read of his passing from pneumonia, I was stunned. I knew he lived hard, but it seemed such a sad way for him to die after all he had lived through. I rented Tous les Matins du Monde again today, because I wanted to see Guillaume again at his most beautiful. I think I loved the movie even more this time around. Of course, knowing Guillaume is dead made it all the more poignant, but the music also impacted me on a deeper level than it did all those years ago.
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