Last night I watched two beautifully wonderful films
Jean de Florette and
Manon des Sources. They're both really touching and beautifully shot films and I don't know about you but is Emmanuelle Beart not the most stunning women to grace this planet (after my Kelly of course), my jaw was dropped throughout the whole of
Manon de Sources. I had to keep wiping up the dribble (from my mouth that is, I know what you were thinking for a second then)
