In 1966, long before I had even heard of Telluride, I fell in love with Anouk Aimee, one of the Telluride Film Festival's tributees for 2009. I was a young 707 pilot for Northwest Airlines and saw "Un Homme et une Femme" on a layover in Tokyo. I didn't speak French and I didn't read Japanese (for the subtitles), but I loved fast cars, and I fell in love with Anouk Aimee.
Susan's and my first film for the 2009 TFF was "A Man and a Woman", Thursday, September 3, outdoors on an almost-full-moon night in Elks Park. For a while it seemed like a repeat of my first experience, though I had seen the film many times since, and knew the story by heart. For a brief several moments there was a choice whether to see the whole picture and no subtitles, or subtitles with the top of the screen truncated.
It didn't matter: Trintignant was still handsome, the movie was still beautifully paced, Francis Lai's music was still enchanting, and I was still in love with Anouk Aimee.
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