PORTRAIT – The cinematheque recounts in majesty the journey of the little Austrian princess who became the incarnation of the French woman. An exhibition bathed in happy melancholy.
Alain, Luchino, Claude and the others, they are all there. The hostess welcomes them with open arms. Her name is Romy Schneider. She pretends to be dead on May 29, 1982. The exhibition concocted by Clémentine Deroudille proves the contrary. For the Austrian actress, cinema is a family affair. His mother and grandmother were construction workers. How not to follow in their footsteps? Romy will play the famous empress of her country three times. The role sticks with him. It will move mountains to get rid of it. An original poster of Sissi facing her destiny sits on a wall. The Grand Canal of Venice with its Rialto Bridge sports garish colors. Her Majesty’s wig has been restored. She weighs six pounds. The expression “queen bearing” suddenly takes on its full dimension. Boldness will be his trademark.
In girls in uniform, she seduces her teacher. Here is Romy in New York in 1958. She overlooks, pensive, Saint-Patrick’s Cathedral…