My Dinner with André

Every bit as insightful 30 years later. More than ever, we definitely need a new language, the "language of the heart". Malle, Moretti, Antonioni and so many more said it and "the house man lives in", like Godard called it, is in fast decay every day that goes by. "My Dinner with Andre" is an ode to language and human thought and the sort of film that (sadly) fooled me into thinking that it would be as easy to encounter people interested in having these dinners, these conversations. In the end, this eternal discontentement with real life is what makes cinema so great. Like Truffaut asked himself, "Is cinema more important than life?".