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Hey, Martin!

is the poster for the film "See Ali" I already told you about in my post of Thursday, October 28 and the following note.

Hey, Martin!

About This documentary was premiered at the Festival du cinema international en Abitibi-Témiscamingue, I feel like repeating the slogan could be heard in time, in advertisements of Habitant Soup "There's a little bit of us in there! .

The director, Martin Guerin, tells a story very beautiful, very real, which was somewhat overlooked in 1983 for reasons that include over 52 minutes of View Ali . What this film says, beyond this story, especially what kind of wood warms the population of a region like ours when crazy wonderful start to believe that anything is possible.

View Ali took more than two years of work and a lot of passion, determination and talent of any team throughout the shoot. What happened behind the scenes Equally interesting is what we see on the screen. How do I know? Because my step-son, Dominic Leclerc, told me little bits, since there involved from the outset, the cinematography, editing and in many fruitful discussions with Martin Guerin and the whole team. Even me, I have a small stake in the end, the secret is that I had revealed in my next post!

Since then, many people told me they were disappointed to have missed during his presentation that had a full house at the Theatre du Cuivre October 31. But all is not lost, I quote an excerpt from an email I just received from Martin

"Hello Francine,

Like your blog seems popular, I'll refile the info that you could convey to your readers ... Thank you in advance. See you soon. Martin "

What my blog is frequented a little much, so passionately or not, who cares, we would not want Martin to remove his illusions, is not it? I'm delighted if Chez zoreilles can use the link in this case. Here is an excerpt from the press release:

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(Rouyn-Noranda, November 2010) - After an acclaimed performance at the Festival du cinema international en Abitibi- Témiscamingue where he was awarded a mention of the jury, the documentary View Ali Guerin Martin will screen one last time in Rouyn-Noranda. The film will be broadcast on the big screen at the Paramount Theatre Monday, December 13 to 18 h 30 and Tuesday, December 14 to 18 h 30. Spectators will also have the chance to discuss with stakeholders and the makers of the film after the two projections. The film See Ali offers a sincere look on the improbable and entertaining stay the great boxer Muhammad Ali in Rouyn-Noranda in June 1983.

Outlets tickets until Thursday, December 9:

Chocolate The deposit

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point ticket sales from December 10:

Cinema Paramount

Trailer: http://www.vimeo.com/15468250 "

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You're probably wondering: "Yes but if you really do not live near Rouyn-Noranda how do you see this movie? "There, I confess, I do not know. Like all films produced in Quebec, I guess View Ali take flight and experience a career soon. I promise you I'll let you know when I hear about it. And I should hear about, because ... "There's a little bit of us in there! "

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Luncheon

Photo 1: Last Tuesday, I started to get ahead for the holiday issue of having enough to receive all who come. With the last scraps of pie dough, I even made ... Do you recognize the timeless classic and very farts sister?

Photo 2: This is the backdrop for our luncheons ... At first, it is still dark, we got up very early, but when one is made to stretch coffee, the sun rises on our conversations already very busy.

Luncheon

Crocodile Dundee and I have been best friends before being lovers, and as one does not preclude the other, we the chance to eat breakfast every morning with our best (e) friend (s). But seriously, we are lucky. We persist, we chatter, we laugh, we remade the world, said the news on the radio when it indulges in short, it's never quiet here in the morning.

Even sometimes, sometimes the conversation is not over and he has to leave work, then we give ourselves a kiss on the edge of the door and say that it will end with dinner. This morning we discussed generosity, baskets, Christmas Food Drive media, solidarity and good intentions. All because he was lying on the table at lunch an information sheet with suggestions Ressourcerie The purchase of non-perishable food for Christmas baskets.

Crocodile Dundee remembered with nostalgia the days when it was "the grocery store to another family" and we had so happy to do so. That was before solidarity is institutionalized.

In time, we were newly married, no children, yet a family. We had a friend who was a priest, who knew the families of his parish, those who needed a basket of Christmas but never dared to ask for their own reasons and I respect that. Our friend used to pander to this family never knowing who we were and that we do not know who they were. Our annual tradition continued long after the birth of our daughter.

We took an appointment in advance with our friend in early December. On the appointed day and hour, it would bring groceries to the presbytery in question, three or four boxes filled with all kinds of food. For its part, our friend would bring these boxes in the minutes that followed where it was expected and probably appreciated. This scheme allowed us to buy everything and not just non-perishables. We had a great time every year, Isabelle still remembers it too, do the double grocery store, that is to say we took two big trucks, and when you bought something for we were bought exactly the same for the other family, knowing they will enjoy the same fantasies that other families that we did not know.

A turkey for us? A turkey for them! A large jar of Nutella for Crocodile Dundee? A large jar of Nutella for the other family. Grains teddy with us? Of such homes. Three liters of milk? Okay, three liters of milk in the other carriage as well. Chocolates? Yes, chocolates, it's Christmas, you want pretzels, peanut butter, frozen raspberries, ready soups, crackers, shrimp rings, peas, bags oranges, apples, yogurt, a Yule log and all the fantasies we wanted, for us and for them. It was Christmas in our hearts long before Christmas, just because we felt to share the little we had, but with all our heart.

This morning at breakfast, we regret this epoch and this tradition selfish (not too much, it started from a good will) that had been established and maintained to give something to a Another family we did not know. This store-there, that night was a magical moment, just thinking that what chose for us was the immediate impact we hoped happy for other ... so close to us.

Our priest friend died there over 10 years. We never knew if he gave this store the same family every year or if the family ranged from one year to another, everything we say and everything we needed know was that it made people happy.

Baskets Christmas gifts have become very supervised and shared by recognized bodies, processed food banks operate at full capacity, throughout the year. That's fine. The needs are great. The Food Drive media gives a boost to replenish the reserves in warehouses and well garnish Christmas baskets to be awarded to individuals and families who request it. It's discreet and anonymous. Now, our way of sharing with others, it is to give money to street corners when it's time, sometimes adding bags of nonperishable food. It is this list of suggestions for purchase which arrived in our publication bags this week and that was this morning on the white sheet that lay between our two coffees ...

It was sad, Crocodile Dundee and me, when you read this list of suggestions that was too ordinary, colorless, tasteless, without surprise, without insanity, without imagination. I let you judge, I'll transcribe in full:

Peanut Butter, Cheese Whiz, mayonnaise, ketchup, canned vegetables, mushrooms, corn, beans, mixed vegetables, stewed tomatoes, cereals: Frosted Flakes, Mixed Cereal (small boxes), fruit salad, pasta: elbow macaroni, spaghetti, biscuits, tuna, canned meat: Stew of meat, flaked, baked beans, canned soup, juice, Kraft dinner, tomato juice. And that's all. I swear, that's all. Can not find it sad, you guys?

Guignolée The media, it will be Thursday, December 2 throughout Quebec. We will do our part, certainly, by preparing our donations will be collected on street corners by volunteers who will freeze all day to take everything you may wish to provide for a clear conscience. We will again this year with bank notes, because we can not bring himself to give boxes Kraft dinner, cans of tomato juice, from Cheese Whiz and cereals-even-not-to-bear.

I have too much respect for poverty, for those not as fortunate as us ... At Christmas, are we could not give them anything to eat but misery? I understand these things with my head but not with my heart. I just can not imagine a Christmas Eve in a family, we will open an aluminum can of baked beans or they will heat the contents of a large can of stew. And children in there? Toddlers? Well, do not even think of it, I cried. Especially there children will still be bored with other families who have too. Crocodile Dundee thinks like me, we will try together to find something more and better to do. Otherwise, we will have failed. We said we would talk again at dinner ...

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The Green March

Photos 1, 2, 3 and 4: The Green March was held this morning November 8, 2010, from 10:00 to 12:00, Ville-Marie, Témiscamingue. This solidarity march was organized in just one month by the Mobilization Committee Témiscamingue.

The Green March

First, we must know a little background. The name of my region, Abitibi-Témiscamingue, I do not teach you anything there ... Population: 145,000 inhabitants. Space: A boundless land of 65 143 km / 2, the size of a country. In contrast, Lebanon is 10,452, Rwanda 26,338, Belgium 30,528, 41 290 Switzerland, Costa Rica 51 500, Sri Lanka 65 610, Ireland 70 280 and so on. To go faster, I often say that my area is nearly large as Ireland.

In Abitibi, the base of the economy are the mining, forestry, agriculture. When the forestry crisis shakes throughout Quebec and the difficulties in agriculture becoming unviable for small producers, Abitibi can rely on mining for survival. And that is what is happening now.

For Témiscamingue, the situation is quite different. With a population of 16,000 inhabitants (the total of 145 000 mentioned above) distributed in small towns and villages, their economy has always been based on exploitation of the forest and then agriculture. It everything. They can not count on any other industry that these two pillars of their economy. This is the summary portrait of reality Témiscamingue.

The Green March was held this morning in Ville-Marie, Témiscamingue. It aimed to mobilize the population to sound the alarm to the rest of Quebec, to be heard by decision makers at all levels of government, so that finally led to some projects that laws soften and modulate taking into account the peculiarities and realities faced by Témiscamingue.

To be honest, it was explained the appellation from "The Green March" to make a nod to "The Blue Walk" held in Quebec to promote the idea that a hockey team come to settle there. The challenges are different but they are even more important when the survival of a region depends on it.

Today, I was there, I would not have wanted to be elsewhere. We were between 3000 and 5000 people to march in the streets of Ville-Marie, to say that we exist, we will not be forgotten, we love living here and we are ready to put into action to work together, regardless of origin or political party to which it subscribes.

For a population of 16,000 inhabitants in Témiscamingue, when a human tide between 3000 and 5000 people marched in the street singing and dancing his pride, his courage, his will and his sense of belonging and solidarity , 30% of the population that cares and believes that with the energy ... I would say desperation, but it was more hopeful. A vast and infinite hopes that the region, as deep as Lake Temiskaming Algonquin name in French means "deep water". Imagine if the temperature was mild!

Ville-Marie, at home, it usually 90 minutes drive. This morning it was quite two hours because of heavy fog. But we have passed the test, nothing can stop us, Timiskaming not request it, take charge, roll up their sleeves and move forward with pride, courage, solidarity and dignity. We will not wait for a miracle or forestry crisis unlikely in the agri-food sector to respond.

This morning, for the Green March, between 10 am and noon, they came from everywhere, but especially all the villages of Témiscamingue, Abitibi a little too but not as much as I would have liked .. . Témiscamingue, the appeal was heard, almost 400 companies were closed for the cause unifying, schools also, shops, services and converged all Témiscamingue this rally was heartening to live, see and hear.

There were long since I had not seen such an example of solidarity. Call me an idealist if you want but I firmly believe that it is the people who change things, not elected. And the people, this morning he was there, despite the cold and humidity, zero visibility and slippery conditions.

I saw old people, some with canes, others in wheelchairs, young in strollers, others on the shoulders of their parents, very beautiful women, her cheeks rosy from the cold, some pregnant, men proud of strong men, dressed in work, we knew where they would go after, children who had drawn signs touching (photo 3) workers who lost their jobs with placards of their company closed, farmers with colored coats of "production milk, adolescents who were standing by the hand, which is not let loose, dancing more than they walked, others who advanced by beating the market with their tam-tam, and the most moving moment for me was to hear the crowd sing so loud as if the chorus of Mario Peluso, "I'm going back to, until ... Témiscamingue, when we arrived at the top of the hill, I looked back and saw this sea of people that stretched tightly woven to the majestic Lake Temiskaming, which was lost in the fog.

These are people who change things, not elected.

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Secret filming ... Revealed! See

Photos: It was Sunday afternoon, Oct. 31, on stage at the Theatre du Cuivre, Rouyn-Noranda, main location of projections International Film Festival in Abitibi-Témiscamingue. Part of the crew of the documentary by Martin Guerin, See Ali, presented the fruit of two years of work that tells a beautiful epic, an event occurred in June 1983.

Secret filming ... Revealed!

View Ali received a hero's welcome. Beyond the fact that this film tells with authenticity, humor and tenderness a page of history that was far too overlooked at the time, what I found most is the extraordinary constructive and creative madness of those who made it all possible at this time. You might think it's just a fact unusual and unlikely but there is in this film much more than a document archive that has been created with people who remember and who intensely reliving the telling.

Whether you like boxing or not, we have had the idol Cassius Clay became Muhammad Ali or not, "The Greatest" was beautiful and many came to Rouyn-Noranda in June 1983 because of Magnificent Men had set his mind to do the right thing to crazy steps, and then move to Los Angeles to sell this idea, make it attractive and he agreed to come here, give a speech at a dinner, and so by its mere presence, helping to establish the funding that would ensure the holding of the Championships in Quebec Rouyn Sports -Noranda.

That is the context. You can see the trailer here: http://vimeo.com/15468250

I not tell you the whole movie but I will only say that this story deserved to be told and it is also believed that Réjean Tremblay La Presse. Here is the article he wrote when he saw the press screening of documentary:

http://www.cyberpresse.ca/chroniqueurs/rejean-tremblay/201010/23/01-4335472 -when-food-paced labitibi.php

To do his research, scripting, documenting, and his film, Guerin Martin, the director, had a tiny budget, nothing to do with other films that look at Quebec and the rest of the world. In this sense, I see a link made between this documentary, the International Film Festival in Abitibi-Témiscamingue and the visit of Ali in Rouyn-Noranda in 1983, believing that anything is possible if one is willing to put the effort to roll up their sleeves and take action with enthusiasm, passion, love of adventure, sense of innovation, daring and just enough naivete to open doors that others would think impossible to unlock, even with the key!

My participation

One of the difficulties of filming this documentary, is that the event did not seem to have left traces of concrete in the archives of local, regional, national, etc.. Several remembered, had lived, had attended and whether the memories remained etched in the hearts and memories, many rumors had run and a host of questions remained unanswered. This story dozed into oblivion and would have remained without the determination of Martin Guerin. There were reasons for this "oversight" and the documentary explains them very well.

On several occasions, calls were made on all waves of our regional radio stations to provide photos, testimonials, videos, film, etc.. Our regional news television (Radio-Nord) were well presented reports of the event in 1983 but they had kept no records. Not the slightest trace. National TV networks were present on site but none of them had kept nothing either portion of the "Greatest" in Rouyn-Noranda. Journalists from the print media covered the event and reported the matter, of course, the radio people, too, but none had a small piece of film or audio clip that could prove that it actually happened.

As I often saw Dominic in a family context, it is working on this film and I had heard myself in interviews all make calls to get their hands on a video that would embed this in the reality of the time, I often inquired if they had answers, and each time he answered me not. They were sorry. One Sunday evening I decided:

- Cou'donc, Dominic, is what I'll have you so my first film to life, when I tried my new Super 8 that I had just bought, and that Muhammad Ali was just in town?

Dominic looked at me with eyes as big as thirty cents ...

- What?

- I remember what year it was but I picked up my money to buy a camera was a Super 8, I had a reel of film with my instruction book I hardly knew how to open and close, I just discovered that I had a zoom, I was eager to try it and Joce was just cutting the hairs again here, he told me: "Jump in the 'char, it will go try it, your film, Ali is in town! "And I had answered:" Are you sure that's true, "Mohammad Ali in the city? "

- You had it worse you not tell me?

- Ben ... It was my first film to life, I just wanted to try my new camera, I was hoping that you find others, it must be full of errors, then this old movie ...

- Do you still have it?

- It must have a big bag with at least fifty coils is below the stairs.

- Do you have a projector?

- Yes bad screen!

So, we were digging underneath the stairs, we get everything back up, we started to want to watch some unidentified reels and old films broke constantly. Everything has stopped this, Dominic was afraid of damaging the film, moreover, little Felix was tired and they went home with my big bag of old reels, Dominic was just happy to be happy!

I thought it was a shame to do so much work for maybe not much. I vaguely remembered the video I shot but I did not have them reviewed since 1983. A few weeks later I get a call from Dominic, euphoric. At the 24th he was viewing coil, he had just put my hands on it, it was my film of Muhammad Ali. Three minutes of Mohammad Ali in a jeep convertible under a blazing sun, waving people crowded on both sides of the street to see him pass, Ali who had stopped the car to take a baby in his arms and give her a kiss , pretending to punch a kid, Ali near and far, heading for the House guests from the mine, where he was hosted during his visit here, I had used my zoom to maximum, and if the film was perfect for the pace, according to Dominic, my explanation was simple: I could not go faster, I was trying it, my new Super 8.

When Martin (Guerin) learned of the existence and content of my film, he told Dominic that he loved his stepmother! They scan my old coil and this completes the documentary "See Ali." This is serious then it seems I had the only video document existing in this true story and the film ends with my Super 8 images of June 1983, which brought me to be thanked by Martin on the scene yesterday, and my name in the credits, in the Acknowledgements.

Seated on the balcony yesterday afternoon for the world premiere, in absolute darkness, I blushed slightly, I admit. I was proud to have participated, even a little bit, and a series of coincidences, this documentary film that tells a great story if true, funny and touching, which is now well documented. Anyway, me too, it just warmed my heart of 'Ali View .