It is one of those places that oozes a certain kind of comfort, more atelier than office, a genuinely safe place for art and artists.įrom the end of the silent era through his death, in 1990, Pierre Braunberger is credited with producing about 100 films by such filmmakers as Godard and Truffaut and Resnais and even Renoir. Scattered throughout are the mischievous grinning cats drawn or printed by Laurence's good friend Chris Marker. Drawings, posters, postcards are everywhere. Staged in front of them is Braunberger's collection of antique camera equipment. Off at the far end are full-height back-lit translucent panels checkered with what appear to be frames of old color film. As we sat and chatted about Renoir, the Hakim brothers, and the mysterious French legal/business conundrum known as "authors’ rights," my eyes kept drifting around the room. Yesterday we were on the Left Bank, starting near the fountain at St-Michel, where, in a small court behind a big carriage door, are the offices of Les Films du Jeudi, the production company of Pierre Braunberger, now run by his smart and charming daughter, Laurence.
We've been all over the city in the past couple of days, lugging around the fourteen-pound Janus box in a prototype Janus tote, feeling a little like traveling salesmen, but it's okay, because Paris is just so beautiful, even on these gray fall days.
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