Jean-Loup Dabadie, a little air of paradise

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DISAPPEARANCE – The academician, hands-on dandy, as good screenwriter as effective lyricist, marked the popular culture of the years 1970-1990. He died Sunday at the age of 81.

Jean-Loup Dabadie
Jean-Loup Dabadie Jean-Christophe MARMARA / Le Figaro

Cinema writer. It was for him that François Truffaut had invented the expression. She went like a glove to Jean-Loup Dabadie who must have been born with a pen at his fingertips. France, still struck by the death of Michel Piccoli, receives this new uppercut in the face. There are weeks like that that have the knack of leaving you knocked out. Dabadie, finally! Why him? Why already? His words were the soundtrack to our lives. Thanks to him, Yves Montand was jealous of Sami Frey. Sitting smoking, Piccoli gazed in silence at the back of Romy Schneider who was typing. “I am looking at you.”

Watching Romy Schneider from under Dabadie’s pen seemed like a full-time job. For years, French cinema spoke Dabadie fluently. It’s a poetic and familiar language, melancholy and funny. Without her, Claude Sautet would surely not have been the same. This duo has never been better. Their collaboration begins with Things of life (1970). They don’t

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