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Autumn is truly here. When I wake in the morning it's dark as often as it is light and - for the first time in, I can't remember when, - I go out to see a movie. Generally I don't do movies in summer. And, since I came to live in the NL I do movies much less than before. Most of those I want to see (foreign language ones) are not very accessible to me, since the Dutch- for all their proclaimed internationalsm - only sub title movies into Dutch. So I keep a keen eye open for the ones I can follow (I can do French movies about 75% by listening and 25% by reading the Dutch sub-titles - which can be a strangely disorienting process)and so last night went to see LA GRAINE ET LE MULET- a French movie about - you guessed - food. It had been recomended by someone who shares the same taste in movies as me. Only the French could make movies with half hour scenes set completelty around the dinner table (well Woody Allen too, but where did he get his inspiration from?) and only a French director could make a film with such a bitter sweet ending. One Europe - still many cultures.