"La Vie en Rose" a French film about the life of Edith Piaf is playing at the Fleur theater in Des Moines. Kevin and I went on Saturday night (Thank you Whitaker Growth Group!) and my first comment out of the movie was..."the French are going to be hard."
The film is a brutal depiction of a brutal life. There is no flattery of the woman, save her extraordinary voice, and little else that would make her character redeemable. I thought it strange that the one story I know of her that was redeeming, wasn't even told in this 2 1/2 hour endeavor. It seems the fact that she was an unparalleled talent was enough to cover the excessive behaviours and addictions. No thought that these struggles should be over come, rather, just a part of life..."C'est la vie". It spoke volumes to us about the mind and heart of the French.
This woman's life was full of emptiness, pride and selfishness, lacked real happiness, kindness or sympathy and the last song she sings is, "No regrets." She chooses this song because it is "her" and describes her attitude toward her life.
How do you reach a people who are so resigned to this empty fate?
How do you touch a heart so dark and hard?
We pray and we go.