Attila Marcel

Synopsis: Paul is a sweet man-child, raised - and smothered - by his two eccentric aunts in Paris since the death of his parents when he was a toddler. Now thirty-three, he still does not speak. (He does express himself through colorful suits that would challenge any Wes Anderson character in nerd chic.) Paul's aunts have only one dream for him: to win piano competitions. Although Paul practices dutifully, he remains unfulfilled until he submits to the interventions of his upstairs neighbor. Suitably named after the novelist, Madame Proust offers Paul a concoction that unlocks repressed memories from his childhood and awakens the most delightful of fantasies.
Genre: Comedy, Music
Director(s): Sylvain Chomet
Production: Pathé
  2 wins.
Rotten Tomatoes:
106 min

"We are able to find everything

in our memory, which is like a dispensary

where, at random, we pick a soothing

drug or a dangerous poison." Marcel Proust

Marcel, look.

I think he's going to speak.


I think he's going to say "Papa".

Go on, say it, Paul honey.


What a beautiful day.

Two... Three...

Before the java came the waltz.

And before the waltz...

There was the minuet.

1, 2, 3...

They are all in triple time.

The 18th century.

The classical period...

Order, clarity, reason...

Think we'll dance the minuet in clubs?

Refuse no experiences.

The army taught me that.

Fight the enemy with his tactics.

It's not a boxing ring.

Fashions come and go.

Disco music is back,

so why not the minuet?

Can we go on?

With the waltz,

bodies begin to touch.

But only lightly.

The 19th century... Romanticism,

Chateaubriand, Delacroix...


With the java, it's body to body.

The 20th century...

Auschwitz, Hiroshima...


Aspirin too.

No, aspirin's the 19th century.


Concentrate now.

Form couples for the waltz.

Get some air. Step back.

Is everyone partnered?

One, two, three...

Going to the park?

You'll catch cold.

At least put your cardigan on!

Temporarily out of order


It's too much!

They're coming Thursday.

But I think it's a goner.

Six floors...

Dancing keeps you young.

Imagine the other old folks.



What is it, Mum?

All right...

Where have you put the remote?

Say when.


Let's go, kids!

Happy birthday, Paul

Is it me or is the piano off-key

on the high notes?

You're right.

I tuned it three days ago

but the beast's already out of sorts.

I'll see to it.

Time for presents!

From Mr Chassepot de Pissy

and Mr Pineton de Chambrun.

Happy birthday, Paul.

We found this amazing item

in an antique store.

It's a chirogym,

a sort of gym for pianists.

Each appliance is designed

for a hand muscle.

I advise against using it.

Schumann lost the use

of his ring finger with one.

How amusing.

It must be very valuable.

From Mr Coelho.

It's from my home village.

No more crumbs in the piano now.

From your chouquettes.

Did you choose it?

I always choose by myself.

At least it'll come in handy.

From us.

Happy birthday, Paul.

What is it?

A model piano.

How topical!

Don't glue your fingers

for the competition!

I found this in a cupboard.

She's watching you.

From up there...

Hands off!

Why don't you talk?

Are you sick?

What's wrong?

I told you to get more.


Madame Proust, your carrots

are even bigger this year!

Madame Proust?

Who's there?

Paul? What are you doing here?

Thank you.

Madame Proust, we have a visitor!

He's brought my record back.

It's Paul from the 6th floor.

The pianist.

The boy who doesn't speak?

He can see though.

Will he rat about my vegetable garden?

I don't think so.

He won't?

I know Paul well.

He can keep a secret.

I'm not letting him go

without some herb tea.

I make the decisions here.

I'm sorry. All this is my fault.

Do you know it?

Let my body

tell you things

that words cannot say...

You don't know it, you're too young.

My first slow dance.

With my future wife.

The happiest day of my life.

And my first real erection.

Look at this carrot!

I mustn't get this wrong.

This is the mute's.

And this one is yours.

Should I wait a little?

You never know.

It might go badly with...

Eat the madeleine

to get rid of the taste.

A hint of mushrooms, right?

Don't worry, it's herb tea.

It's not soup.

Then again...

there's another flavour.

- Asparagus.

- Ok!

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Sylvain Chomet

Sylvain Chomet (French: [ʃɔmɛ]; born 10 November 1963) is a French comic writer, animator and film director. more…

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