We have the soundtrack for Tous les Matins du Monde. We saw the movie, maybe ten years ago. I disliked it, but it was beautifully shot and Gerard Depardieu, the star, is as always compelling.
His younger self in that movie was played by his son, Guillaume Depardieu. I remember at the time wondering about that choice of actor. Guillaume was twenty then, a beautiful young man, overshadowed in the movie by his father (though they don’t share screen time, given that they play the same character). He seemed to be mostly there to look beautiful.
The film is sad and depressing and the father-son Depardieu character is kind of a shit. At least, that’s how I remember it.
I only heard of Guillaume occasionally afterwards.
But for some reason I was so sad to hear of his death this past week, and also of his difficult life. He died of pneumonia. He had arrests, drug-addiction problems, a leg amputated. He and his father were estranged.
And all I can remember is the beauty of the music and this young man in Tous Les Matins du Monde. I wish things had gone otherwise for him.
Rest in peace.