Synopsis
Jacquot Demy, the son of a garage owner and a hairdresser, is fascinated by cinema and decides to pursue his dream of becoming a filmmaker by any means necessary.
Jacquot Demy, the son of a garage owner and a hairdresser, is fascinated by cinema and decides to pursue his dream of becoming a filmmaker by any means necessary.
Jacquot, 南特的雅克·德米, 낭트의 자코, Jacquot of Nantes, Жако от Нант, Garage Demy, Жако из Нанта, ז'אקו איש נאנט, Jacquot Nantes’ist
so beautiful. reimagining your loved one's recollections, his face, his films, eternity.
This thing had me in tears by the end. It's surely so personal that those of us who were not part of the Demy family can only grasp the outermost layers. One of the other reviewers here called it a "love poem" and that is indeed what it is. If only we all could be loved like this man was loved.
Simple changes and shifts--B&W to color, for example--illustrate how point-of-view can be controlled through cinema. The film is jumping between perspectives--older Jacques, young Jacquot, Demy's films, and a sort of third person perspective that is, ultimately, Varda--and using subtle and not-so-subtle tricks to do it. Every perspective has a different lens (metaphorically speaking), making it clear who we're seeing the world through the eyes of. That this is done seamlessly is a testament to the filmmakers' craft; that it remains so deeply moving throughout is a testament to the same and the subject of the story. This is a love letter to Demy, of course, but also to the innocence and creativity of artists and dreamers.
The MOST romantic act of true love I have ever seen, and that’s coming from the person who once went on a first date to THE GREATEST SHOWMAN and was catching flies in the theatre not more than half an hour in.
varda’s love for demy and for cinema is truly magical and just so contagious!!! this beautiful film radiates love and compassion and honesty and has so much life, i’ve never seen anything quite like it! agnès really was such an incredibly special woman and has become someone very important to me, someone who i will treasure always 💛
Waves. Jacques. Camera. Sun.
Jacquot de Nantes, from shot one, a film in which Varda engulfs us with her love for her husband, his films and their treasured cinema. Melted together through a whirlpool into a masterpiece of a film. Varda does what she does best in this one: showing her love for her fellow man through her lens. And how can she do that better than about the person she loved the most?
Her dynamic camera tells the story, through black and white images, of her husband and his greatest inspiration, his childhood. Through hands in the shape of a signpost, Varda, with her eye for detail and incredible talent for storytelling, leads us through Jacques doorstep (even literally…
This is what cinema is for. Movies, like any other form of creative expression, are just an extension of us. The best of us, I believe. Another way for us to demonstrate what it means to be alive. And what it means to love. And to remember. To grieve. To entertain. Or to honor someone. At their best, they’re empathy generating machines, meant to encourage us to think more deeply about each other and ourselves, to inspire joy and sadness and everything in between. To make us feel something, goddamnit.
Gosh, I really love Agnès Varda. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, like a broken record. I love the way her heart was open to the world…
Agnès Varda’s “Jacquot de Nantes” is the rare portrait of an artist as a joyful young man. It is a film where the starkness of black and white means only dreams not yet realized into color.
“Jacquot” is Varda’s memoir created about and on behalf of her husband, fellow New Wave auteur Jaques Demy. It is told in a mix of documentary narration by Varda and Demy, monotone flashback re-creations, and color sequences - some, cut from the vivid cinematic masterpieces that adult Demy would go to eventually create.
As Varda depicts, cinema, to Demy, is like love. It was ever-present and all-encompassing in his life. While his devotion to the craft brought some tribulations, they mainly were in the…
il a trois ans, quelques jours après avoir perdu mon grand père, j’avais eu envie de decouvrir ce film, comme une consolation, et sûrement parce que les souvenirs d’enfant des années 40 qu’il me racontait ressemblaient à ceux reconstitués par agnès varda pour son jacquot. ça m’avait réconforté, en effet.
ce soir, un peu tristoune j’ai eu envie de le revoir. et cette poésie, là encore, avait le goût d’un câlin ❤️🩹
c’est l’effet varda, il paraît hihi
"you ought to make movies."
one of the most compassionate and loving films i've ever seen from two of the kindest filmmakers to ever live. a tribute to life, love, growing up, and cinema. this film feels like a warm hug and a gentle goodbye. agnès and jacques are two of my biggest inspirations, and two of the greatest gifts to the world of film. they have my heart ❤
nobody:
me: no offense but agnès varda and jacques demy had one of the purest, most full and vibrant love stories ever and nothing will ever match the level of commitment, mutual respect and support these two had for each other and yes i cried. thanks for coming to my TED talk.