A mature woman restores the romantic events of her youth.

Two sisters leave their small seaside town of Rochefort in search of romance. Hired as carnival singers, one falls for an American musician, while the other must search for her ideal partner.

Two sisters leave their small seaside town of Rochefort in search of romance. Hired as carnival singers, one falls for an American musician, while the other must search for her ideal partner.

Foreign Legion Major Foster (Hackman), an American haunted by his memories of the recently-ended Great War, is assigned to protect a group of archaeologists at their dig. Foster's unit includes the charming, thieving rascal Marco (Hill), who joined the Legion only to avoid prison. After long stretches portraying the boredom and hardship of day-to-day life in the Legion, Foster's command occupies a small village where the archaeologists believe they've found a burial site sacred to the Arabs. An Arab leader (Holm) uses this affront to unite the tribes in Jihad, and attacks the tiny Legion garrison at the dig. An epic battle follows, very reminiscent of the film "Zulu". Costumes, firearms, and props are all very authentic-looking, and show great attention to detail.

Fabienne is a star; a star of French cinema. She reigns amongst men who love and admire her. When she publishes her memoirs, her daughter Lumir returns from New York to Paris with her husband and young child. The reunion between mother and daughter will quickly turn to confrontation: truths will be told, accounts settled, loves and resentments confessed.

After a shaky first heist, a group of thieves plan an even more elaborate- and more risky- second heist.

Searching for the ideal place for a new resort in Central Africa, Catherine Deneuve stumbles into an ex-lover, Philippe Noiret, who is the store owner and pilot for the small African village. They clash at first, but soon begin to look past each the other's shortcomings. But trouble comes to Paradise–ruthless ivory poachers are known to frequent the area.

After a shaky first heist, a group of thieves plan an even more elaborate- and more risky- second heist.

Roman Polanski followed up his international breakthrough Knife in the Water with this controversial, chilling tale of psychosis. Catherine Deneuve is Carol, a fragile, frigid young beauty cracking up in her London flat when left alone by her vacationing sister. She is soon haunted by specters real and imagined, and her insanity grows to a violent, hysterical pitch. Thanks to its disturbing detail and Polanski’s adeptness at turning claustrophobic space into an emotional minefield, Repulsion is a surreal, mind-bending odyssey into personal horror, and it remains one of cinema’s most shocking psychological thrillers.

Pierre, a young man of privilege, whose anonymously-published novel is a hit and who's about to marry his blond cousin, Lucie, abandons all when a dark-haired vagrant tells him her secret late one night in the woods: that she is Isabelle, his sister, abandoned by their father. Pierre breaks off with Lucie and his doting mother, heading for Paris with Isabelle, intent on knowing the dark side of human nature. He begins a novel, sending chapters under a pseudonym to his publisher; his relationship with Isabelle moves beyond the fraternal; and, in winter, the frail Lucie comes to live with them. Family jealousies mount, and Pierre may have discovered despair instead of the truth.

Reflections by Marion Hänsel. Ever since I began to walk, I've walked looking up, contemplating the clouds. This has never left me bored. Day after day, "the biggest screen in the world" presents a fascinating spectacle, ever changing and endless. What is unfolding above me, or below me when I'm flying, touches me deeply. An entire array of sensations corresponds to my mood, the moment, the intensity of the light. At times I feel contentment, joy, euphoria, and sometimes melancholia, solitude, serenity or even fear, suffocation, helplessness and anger. Most of the time I just feel the simple happiness of being alive, in a moment in time, a part of a totality where up and down doesn't exist. I'm surrounded by something infinitely light, I'm floating and feel part of the universe. These states of mind, provoked by the clouds, the desire to live, to create - must be universal; I'm sure.

A summer Sunday in a beach hut at Lido di Ostia (Rome). Many people and stories: a female basketball team; two fitness-mad soldiers; two petrol pump attendants with their girlfriends; a priest with a big secret; two grand-parents with their pregnant grand-daughter; an engaged couple trying to have sex for the first time. And so on…