Camille Claudel

Synopsis: Biography of Camille Claudel. Sister of writer Paul Claudel, her enthusiasm impresses already-famous sculptor Auguste Rodin. He hires her as an assistant, but soon Camille begins to sculpt for herself and for Rodin. She also becomes his mistress. But after a while, she would like to get out of his shadow...
Director(s): Bruno Nuytten
Production: Orion Home Video
  Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 7 wins & 12 nominations.
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175 min


I must see Miss Lipscomb.

At this hour?

It's urgent...about my sister.

You'll wake the whole house!

Miss Lipscomb!

It's Mister Claudel.

She's vanished.

Where could she be?

She told me nothing.

My mother's very upset.

Try the studio.


Camille, you went digging

for clay again?

I just saw your mother.

She was frantic.

And Paul...

...was ready to look for you

all over the world.

Are you listening?

Boucher is right,

you've got the madness of mud.

You're awful.

You never answer me...

...even when it's about you.

Only your work counts.

Am I meant to be a sculptor?

I'm such a dreamer!

Boucher says that

Rodin is a genius...

...but that he seduces

all the girls.

We'll have to watch out.

He's as scandalous as his work?

All his models sleep with him.

If he faces the light,

we'll see him better.

Toto is transparent.

Don't leave it there.

When I'm nervous,

I need Toto.

He'll think we're mad.

He's here!

Let him in.

Why me?

Let him in!

Hello, young ladies.

Yes, yes...

Yes...I must tell you,

I can't stay. I'm in a rush.

Boucher said...

If I may say...

Boucher...wins a prize, great!

A year in Rome...

...and who wouldn't

rather be in Rome? Right?

But as for replacing him...

...that's a big step!

No, you have to work the clay.

Don't rely on inspiration.

It doesn't exist.

What can I teach you, anyway?

A sculpture takes time.

You have to let it rest...

...forget it...

to better judge it.

I know. I haven't finished it.

It's unfinished.

Also, the timing's bad. I've

taken on much work. I'm swamped.

Have some tea, at least.

Boucher said you left

the Academy. Is that true?

Yes, why?

Shouldn't we have?

No, no. You've already

solved the heating problem.

This is better.

Heating is very important.

My first studio was a stable.

Freezing cold.

A rich lady

wanted a statue of herself.

I didn't have a cent,

so I got some old shoes...

and tried to burn them

for heat, you understand?

The lady arrived and posed...

but the smell!

She passed out from the smell.

The scare of my life!

I thought she was dead.

What's this prehistoric beast?

That's Toto.

A small African rhinoceros.

Didn't you know?

Zero plus zero equals Toto.

It feels so nice here,

I forgot I'm in a hurry.

Monsieur Rodin,

I'd like some marble.

You've worked on stone?

Granite. In the country.

Rhinoceros, granite...

You like challenges, Miss Claudel?


...we'll all

think it over...

We'll see about the lessons.

There are other teachers...

Young ladies, good-bye.

He's so handsome and strong!

And bright! What do you think?


What do you mean, nothing?

We didn't ask him here

to tell us stories.

That was just to get acquainted.

I can't afford it anyway.

That type says, "I know, you don't.

I see, you don't."

You're exaggerating, Camille.

He never mentioned our work!

Do you realize?

What a lout!

Does that amuse you?

Not me.

You can yawn for Papa on Sunday.

Until now

Papa went along with you.

But this time he won't.

The Academy was too disciplined.

You want your freedom.

Sharing a studio

with a dizzy foreigner!

You don't care what it costs!

Papa has to earn that money,

cent by cent...

at the expense

of all else.

Some life for a man his age!

Seeing his family once a week!

And what about me?

When he hears that you sneak out

to steal clay...

...keeping us up all night,

making your brother fail school!

All for your whims!

For your so-called "vocation"!

And you upset your brother,

having him...

read filthy books

unsuitable for his age...

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