A story about the adopted child in France farmer's family. A warm reminder of my childhood, maybe also yours. There is not much conflict between the child and the parent, the focus is on the feeling of a child in a strange environment and his boyish reaction. There are not much talks. That makes me feel easy (Not a good French speaker viewing a French film with no sub-title!) The mutual understanding is reached by a lot of glances between the parents and the child. The child has his own quietness and charm, which very similar to the farmers. I think that is the reason you find harmony between them. Not many films would give you the same peace in mind in the numerous selections of films. Overall a relaxing and comfortable film, which is good for everybody.
A Year in My Life
2006
Drama

A Year in My Life
2006
Drama
Synopsis
In 1950s France, a young boy is taken in by a couple after spending a few months in the care of social service.
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Daniel Duval has some fifty acting credits to his name not least the father in Will It Snow For Christmas and this is by far the best of the handful of films he's directed overflowing with warmth and charm. In some ways it covers similar ground to Le Grand Chemin inasmuch as a young boy is initially a fish out of water in the countryside but learns to adapt. This time around he's an orphan adopted by Jean-Paul Rouve and Ann Brochet who take him back to their farm half a century ago. There seems to be something of a vogue at the moment for lost Ruralism in France and perhaps it takes a townie like me to revel in lyrical scenes of ploughing, haymaking etc from a seat in the cinema where I don't have to rely on a well for water or a kettle to make it hot. The icing on the cake is Annie Girardot and the touching and loving relationship between her and our young hero is at the very core of the film and Denis Podalydes is also on hand as the local schoolmaster who thinks nothing in those far off days when PC meant only a Police Constable of grabbing a boy by the ear and marching him to the front of the class or even out the door. If, like me, you enjoy nostalgia once-removed then this is surely for you.