All language subtitles for Rose.cest.Paris_2010.DVDRip

in thirty-six images

and more

By Bettina Rheims

and Serge Bramly

Music by Martin Meissonnier

This is not a movie.

"The work must contain nothing Real,
no observation of the world or of the
spirits,

nothing but completely imaginary
combinations."

Raymond Roussel

Gone

Oh my God...

I came back from my trip with Xavier.

I entered the apartment and
everything was in a mess,

and my sister was not there. I
thought she was dead.

I had a hallucination.

MISSING

Substantial reward for any
Information that makes it possible

To make Rose Mutt alias Brigitte Remy
alias Ram Bayglers etc.

Light hair, eyes, as well. Also,
under the name of Marcelle Souveste
known.

We are two and we are one. I don't
know...

She is my soul, my mirror is...

I can't live without you, can't be
without you...

My Sister, Rose.

Room No. 3

Disappear Dismayed about Roses,
rented her twin sister,

a false name in a family pension
near the Jardin du Luxembourg.

In room no. 3 lived completely
withdrawn, a famous seer.

they found there is an Indian
dancer, allegedly a Princess,

as well as a New avid stamp
collector.

Was summoned, Roses, spirit, was
the small table to the Dance.

He swayed messy...

and some of the participants
prepared for horrible migraines.

Someone, it seemed, didn't tell
the whole truth.

Rose had had a husband and a
daughter,

she had left without an
explanation,

and you now had to cancel all the
bridges behind,

if you wanted to find your sister
again.

Behind the facade of ordinary days

The days passed, seemingly
unchanged.

you worked in the Restaurant,
where you pretending to be your
sister.

I'm going to have six hands on my
head...

Better six hands of L'Ami Louis, as a
single somewhere else...

What do you mean?

in The evening she tried to
persuade the seer to help her.

And every Saturday she went to the
beauty salon, the Rose, visited,

in the hope of finding there a the
touch of a Finger, a scent,

anything, anyone, put you on the
right track.

I can't sleep.

I'm waiting for. I'm watching, I'm
looking for.

Ten of cups, the fool, tower...

The cards said nothing about
Rose.

you avoided the subject than you
wanted your twin sister protect,

as you kept such a heavy
secret,

you were afraid that you of this
weight burden,

when you said you could not carry
this burden.

The treacherous carousel of memories

The nightmares, the one entrusted
to him, turning to Dr. Alaia in
dreams.

According to the back left pocket
calendar

sought out Rose him two Times a
week,

on Mondays and Thursdays.

you felt in the fixed images of
your memory trapped.

It was always the same memories,
she complained,

your imagination is your brings to
mind:

The music lesson!

The death of the bird!

The game of disguises and
dummies,

she was suspended by her
fantasies,

led sometimes to absurd
duplications.

4. The sound of the Time signal, it
is 10 o'clock and 23 minutes.

4. The sound of the Time signal, it
is 10 o'clock and 24 minutes.

The Abduction Hypothesis

It was, in the fitting salons is
wasting young women.

A man comes to you in the cabin
and shoo...!

In these cases, the people calling
the robber the ransom.

you stun your victims and sell it
to the highest bidder.

Sometimes, your Lord locks the
Unfortunate in a gilded cage

and you to Look like a house
Panther.

But that was for a while but...

Yes Yes, that's right...

We already spend the whole day
together...

Fascinated by France, and of all this
Abundance...

Rough around the edges, as you are!

The whole of Europe came to Paris to
a brothel.

Sometimes he delivers you
nefarious practices,

and the poor lose gradually, even
the pleasure in their previous
existence.

If Rose remembered that she had a
twin sister?

The Decay Hypothesis

On the Boulevards had spotted a
young woman,

the Roses description fit.

more to say: handsome reward for
the one who is called your
address.

Rose was perhaps freely

a life of rampant decay received
and did not want to.

This way you couldn't wipe off the
table.

Rose, as I would be you, merged in a
single Request

Welcome to the Cabaret of the last
day!

for A time they danced in a
Cabaret.

When she entered the stage, the
spotlight ed came.

and the music went off, seemed to
her the goal to reach.

Yes. And chop-chop.

From the other girls, she learned
the Tricks of the trade

lolling as you look at a chair,

how to fake it by Shaking of the
hair into an orgasm.

The Conspiracy Hypothesis

From the most tender age on, it
moved Rose to the Smoking character
of the Revolution.

she dreamed to blow up the world,
to renew it.

terrorists have, you can easily
hire

because she was gullible as all
idealists.

Some of the refugees told that an
apparition had passed,

when you thought you were lost.
This was, whispered,

the compassionate spirit of the
court employees,

the one in the Labyrinth of the
archive.

Maybe she had fallen in love with
a suitable boy?

Maybe she was addicted to the
higher feelings,

from the dangers of the
underground being touched?

Maybe...

The hypothesis of a thwarted love

sometimes

when the sky was thundering, and a
damp chill over the streets,

seemed to her that Rose was caught
in a spiral of deceptive feelings,

you are alienated from the lights
of the true life.

Rose! Where are you, Rose?

Come to me, Rose! I'm just waiting on
you, Rose!

I'm going back to the image.

they are fed with chimeras,
illusions smothered their
willpower,

contradictory desires clouded her
mind.

Often, when a feeling of
wrong-headed, it was bitter and
poison.

misunderstand his interests,
merges his friends,

no longer knows his family.

So much was possible. How should
you find out?

Whom to believe? Which track to
follow?

Rose, this is death, she said.
Rose from the death.

The hypothesis of the gang of the
Rose maidens

Only for unused books.

The gang grew roses in the
basement of the abandoned library.

A few drops of blood were enough
to poison the flowers,

the petals blackened.

the scent of The roses

caused devastation, when he flowed
through the streets.

Innocent children, unaware of the
harmfulness of their goods,

offered their poisoned flowers in
all the Bars and cafes of the
city.

The Bride-To-Be Hypothesis

her parents, she remembered,

you were educated in the idea of a
beautiful wedding, available in
White,

accompanied by bell-ringing, and
eternal oaths.

Rose said to all who would listen,
that their obligations to the mind

and it would be an honor to add
them to.

Shy Power, essence of love,
non-sparking:

The virgin gets to the end of your
desire.

And at the same time she dreams of
something else, you can't call.

In truth, had Rose spoilt for
choice:

The number of their Free increased
in the dimensions of your
hesitation.

There had been three, then six,
then nine.

The situation was so problematic,
as Rose wanted to hurt anybody.

as a result, the wedding appeared
to her like a large, Empty span,

wire rope of a balancing
artist,

one hell of a machine, released

in the unsuspecting crowd to an
evening Feast.

The Oracle

The signs began to increase,
significantly, strongly, almost
star.

the search was coming to an
end?

R. O. S. E.

Every night, the Oracle repeated
under the glass bell

persevere the four letters of the
mystery,

is equal to a redemptive
message.

Madame Jacquot was an
authority.

As in a Palace of the Paris
Metro.

The city had no secrets.

I wonder if I'll recognize you...

This is it!

they listened to what you told
her,

and if you found that you deserved
it,

handed you a piece of paper, an
address.

There, she said to her, and they
will give you your sister back.

I want to kiss...

R. O. S. E.

Thursday, 12. March 2009.

4. The sound of the Time signal, it
is 10 o'clock and 23 minutes.

this Time, she had the impression
that they were expected.

This is a confusing feeling,

if it is a long time wandered
through the lonely Dark.

you had to ask for earnestly,

but she knew now that she would
see as she was seen.

A light shone. She realized.

"not me," she said.

But Rose smiled at her, and she
said:

"I'm still me."

By sought and discovered,

believed them to detect something
that far beyond the aspirations of

of love.

The mourning for the illusions

A breach opened in the wall,

while on the rubble of a dying
world

a Desire, an urge, an appetite
auflebten again,

she had believed lost.

Like Orpheus, she had to leave the
shadow realm, without looking
back.

Eurydice, who invented them,
cradled, and with their flesh revived
was nourished,

no more.

It was time that she freed herself
from the spell of the spirits.

Then, finally, the true flower
could bloom.

The reconciliation of the opposing
fields

Hello, Rose? Is good? Yes, super, and
you?

I have such a desire to draw fresh
air. Oh, I'm so happy!

silenced The voice that had
whispered into the ear, was.

A period has been granted to
her,

a Pause between two questions,
between the two aberrations.

to whom To turn, she wondered
now,

to whom to turn, when you are
talking to yourself?

I'm sorry!

you saw the crime, felt no longer
to blame.

your repentance was, if one may
say so,

the breath of a scheme regret
sticking gone.

Will you lend me some money, please?

Here, I'll lend 600. 300...

Finally she was able to
participate in the game,

sit next to the other and play
with them, as nothing,would be

all of these games, of which they
felt for so long excluded

and you are terrible Lust.

Well, I offer new?

600.

I'll raise you.

150! And the use of increases!

5000! Come on, now!

A Million! A Million!

That's no fun! Always the women are
winning!

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