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Quiet!

Is the tiara okay?

Turn up the light, Gérard.

It's already bright.

Don't move too much.

More on the face.

I cannot.

Stop brushing her, she's not a pony.

Raise your head.

Look at me.

What's her name? - I don't remember.

Should I speak to her in English?

I am French.

I was told you were American.

I'm American too.

Alright.

Keep moving.

Head up.

Your look...

That's great.

Everybody quiet, please. She is ready.

Perfect.

Stylish.

Your eyes, slightly higher.

Good.

You look sad. Could we do something...

- What the hell is this? - No one is hurt?

Gérard!

I told you so.

As if it was my fault... Asshole!

- Couldn't you add a spotlight? - If only I would have time...

- You piss me off! - You too!

I'm tired of working with jerks.

I didn't have time! Can you stop yelling?

You never have time! Shut up!

He left.

Really?

I know him, he won't come back.

Shall we stop?

- How could we continue? - I brought you her contract.

So we're done?

Are we done?

We'll call you back.

Thank you.

Harry!

I know, I know.

Two seconds.

One shoe, two shoe.

Oh, God damn, Laura.

Oh, fuck.

Wait, no!

Wait, no, no, no, no, no.

I know, baby, I know, I know.

What do you think about it?

Hmm?

Mama.

Finally.

Niki.

Dammit, the bedspread?

That's disgusting!

I'm sorry.

Um...

Will you join me? So we don't just bump into each other.

- Is the nanny on her way? - Yes.

I'm going to buy you a washing machine!

Well do it, it's my dream.

Do it.

What Niki had forgotten

"The Infernal Machine", Cocteau. On stage!

Start at: "Come, close your eyes".

Come, close your eyes.

Don't cheat.

Count to fifty.

One... Two...

Niki, you're constantly late.

Discipline!

Five... Six...

Seven... Eight...

You!

I, I, the Sphinx!

And now, I'm beginning to understand your methods.

That's good. Stop there.

And now...

I'm going to give you a show.

Surrender yourself.

If you resist,

you'll only make my task more difficult,

and I risk to hurt you.

I will resist!

No need to close your eyes

or look away.

As it is neither by singing,

nor by looking that I operate.

More skilful than a blind man,

more bloodthirsty than birds,

more attentive than a snake that moistens its prey with saliva,

invisible above all!

Invisible and majestic, like the flow of blood in statues.

A thread that binds you...

and you would beg for mercy.

I have a blackout.

♪ How could this moment end ♪

♪ Come live with me ♪

♪ And this is what he said ♪

♪ It's gonna be a good day ♪

♪ A fine day ♪

Honestly, why did you leave Boston?

I wouldn't know where to start, so many reasons.

Jackie, Jackie!

Let me introduce you to Pierre, and John...

Nice to meet you, Miss! Incredible place.

And the musicians are American!

All the Americans are in Paris!

Only the best!

It's true.

Jackie asked me why we left the United States.

Where do we start?

McCarthy, nuclear attack, racism.

Your mother! - My mother?

Maybe, maybe my mother.

But my mum's better than yours, at least.

I'd better not tell her last nice thing.

- We want to know. - You have to tell us.

May I?

So I was pregnant with Laura,

we'd only just found out. And...

She invited me to tea at her house to have an abortion.

Anyway! So...

My grandmother gave me enough money to escape! We're in Paris!

- It's true. - We're alright.

Sweetie?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Are you okay?

Oh, sweetie, you're shaking.

Can you squash me?

What's wrong with me?

It's okay.

Sister Saint Phalle!

Stay here!

Stay here!

André!

She painted 18th century statues. In red!

What's that about?

It's very serious.

They won't take her back until she sees a psychiatrist.

Quiet!

Let's hear it!

Very well.

In the kitchen, at once!

Bless us Lord,

bless this meal,

those who have prepared it. Give bread to those in need.

Amen.

André,

she's painted the genitals of the statues.

I don't see the point.

Keep a cool head.

She wasn't like this before.

Her tic disorder!

- Mommy - Be quiet.

Something's wrong in her head.

Don't be ridiculous.

She's not mad.

Niki?

No.

No. What are you hiding?

No.

Hey. No.

Let me see.

What is that?

I don't usually do emergency calls.

I hope it's important.

How do you feel?

Thank you.

Could you leave, so that I can talk to your husband?

What did he say?

What did he say?

He thinks you could hurt yourself.

Mmm.

Or Laura or someone.

I don't know.

He wants you to stay here.

I'm not crazy.

I know, I know.

Niki.

Niki!

Niki.

It's me.

Yes, I recognise you.

Such pretty colours!

Mrs. Matthews.

We've been looking all over for you.

Come along!

Could I have colours like his?

It's his equipment.

Could I have some brought in?

We must follow protocol.

- Why? - First, the treatment.

- All good? - Just a moment...

When you want.

May I have some glue?

Not for the moment I'm afraid.

Please, it's not that much.

I can't kill myself with glue!

The rules are strict, so no, sorry.

Yes, but who makes the rules?

Mrs Matthews! A little patience.

But, I... I need...

I need to do something! Okay?

Cease your scandal now!

This place is driving me crazy!

It's driving me crazy.

I'm cold,

I'm so hungry, I'm shaking all the time!

And it's infested with rats!

Stop shouting or I'm going to sedate you!

We're doing everything to help you.

This place isn't driving you crazy.

There are no rats.

I want to see Doctor Cossa.

He's away, as you know.

Would you like to see Dr Masson instead?

No.

Go on, trust the doctors.

You need to rest now.

Come here.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Thank you so much.

How are you, sweetie?

You look a little tired.

When was the last time you came?

It was 5 days ago.

We were out for a long walk.

It was sunny outside.

We laughed.

How long they want to keep me?

It's-- it's-- it's not even a question.

What does that mean?

Harry! How long did he say?

You've been doing this for long?

I don't know.

But they won't give me any glue!

So... I have no choice but to hide.

You came here with suicidal impulses.

The rule is

usually no activities aside of the treatment.

Well, I don't get it.

Louise, bring me Mrs Matthews' file please.

- Here you go, doctor. - Thank you.

The treatment is so intense

that usually no patient is able to do anything else.

Obviously you are an exception.

Is that for me?

Thank you!

Can I ask my husband to bring me some colours too?

Yes, we'll do that.

How are you feeling?

Well.

Well, I feel...

I feel better.

Any dark thoughts?

Do you still feel threatened?

No.

Your appetite?

Yes, alright.

Your behaviour is improving...

We'll be able to move on to psychotherapeutic methods.

And if your condition improves over the coming weeks,

we may be able to consider

continuing the treatment at home.

- Really? - Well, we'll see.

- Really? - Let's take our time!

Let's remain cautious.

Thank you doctor.

Does it still hurt?

Because I am a magician.

That's great.

Let's do the little leaves like this...

Laura, are you coming to the beach?

Thank you Marion. I'll pay you later.

Have fun.

Niki! - What?

It was Bresson again.

What are you doing? It's the lead role!

I don't care!

I don't want to be an actress anymore!

You don't care...

I can't stand being told what to do anyway.

Do this! Do that! Stand there!

May it be Bresson or anyone else!

I want to do my own thing.

There!

It's what I want to do. I found it among cuckoos.

- What's this? - My father.

- What does he want? - I don't know.

Need anything?

Yes, I'd like some water! Please.

No! No, doctor! No...

I don't get how he could've written such a thing?

It's madness.

You burnt it.

Listen, I'm your doctor.

You've just spent six weeks here, it's insane.

A man with this upbringing, brought up in...

- He tried to... - Brought up in...

... raised in the catholic faith

can not transgress as he says.

He tried to...

He tried to make me his mistress.

What did he do?

You don't remember.

That's what he wrote...

He'll keep you locked up with these letters, believe me.

But you don't know him!

My mother kept on...

saying he was a womaniser,

spending her time crying, counting his mistresses,

he seduced everything, everything he could!

I assure you it cannot be true.

In any case,

you shouldn't believe it.

One wouldn't ask for forgiveness then.

You read that letter?

Did you read it a lot?

Three times.

Will you always remember it?

Yes, I promise.

Niki makes her mark

It's jumping around.

Did you see the three going in circle at the top?

Who's going to win?

Should be the ants normally.

But the wasp has her little hooks.

- Need any help? - No, I'm fine.

These new paintings are very beautiful.

Yes, but the problem is...

I lack a good technique

to be able to express everything I want to say.

I must go to school.

You don't need to go to school!

Yes I do.

You read every book!

Visit all museums, churches in Europe!

Best school there is.

You say as you went to one.

In Boston, I was told I painted like a ten-year-old.

That might be it...

She's the one who needs to talk.

- Who? - The ten-year-old girl.

We want you, Niki.

You!

Not another painter.

And for that, there's only one possible direction.

Towards here.

Hmm?

Maybe...

It's going too fast.

Slow down please. Slower.

Of course, I slow down.

My God.

Oh, I got a cramp!

My cramp, my leg back.

Please!

- Here? - Yes.

It's okay. Breathe, Miss.

It's very good.

We are on our way.

Sir, how many months?

Seven-and-a-half.

Isn't it dangerous for the baby?

My baby is fine. He's fine.

He's tiny but he's very well.

We've got plenty of time.

It's long.

You know?

You breathe very well, bravo.

I know, I read a book.

We read a book, 'cause the first time I gave birth,

they drugged me,

so I wouldn't scream and I wouldn't feel anything and...

It's not funny.

They took my girl out with forceps,

and we're not doing that.

No, we're not doing that again.

No. I promise you they won't.

Hey, hey!

What is he doing?

Is he peeing?

Look at these beauties!

I was searching for moss.

Let's go!

OK, here we go!

She's says that he is as pretty as you.

Thank you.

- What's his name? - Philip.

It is an honor to present my work to you.

Hugues Martin told me about your passion for art brut.

Thank you for coming here.

- It's so nice of you. - My pleasure.

This is a great artists' hangout, beautiful surroundings.

With one toilet for thirty,

the atmosphere can be truly unique!

- I can imagine. - I arrived a few weeks ago.

Oh, very well.

And why stop painting on this part?

Well I don't know, it's something that emerges,

it's an image, an emotion...

I don't care about the details.

What about these additions?

Yes.

I need them.

Why?

Well, I started with that.

Because there's... something quicker with materials than with paint.

Because it has to come out quickly.

- I see. - Do you get it?

There's definitely something but get rid of your influences.

You don't need any.

This, this.

That I've never seen before.

You're on the right track, but don't get ahead of yourself!

I'll wait outside.

I told you it might not be the right time for collages.

But if he says to insist, you must!

To others he says "stop".

I'm going to catch him.

Tinguely!

Hi. Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you.

What did you want?

You were noisy!

Yeah well... I've just been dumped, so...

- Really? By whom? - Drouin!

Ever heard of him?

Jean, right?

Jean.

Do you want to see what I do?

What did the gallery owner say?

I don't even remember.

He didn't even look at this one.

I don't think I've explained it properly.

If we knew how to explain what we do,

we'd be merchants.

Art is a beast for sale, it's for pigs.

We do poetry, it's not the same.

Poetry is a disease, you can't do anything else.

It's true, it really is my illness.

It's true for me too.

It literally got me out of psychiatric hospital.

Then it's your health!

What's this?

Those are my castles!

Inspired by Parc Güell! Do you know it?

Gaudi in Barcelona!

It's extraordinary!

One day, I want to do something monumental.

Crazy and... and beautiful!

You can do anything.

I make useless machines.

Come to the workshop?

You'll meet my wife's boyfriend.

- What? - He's very nice.

He just spent 26 months in Algeria.

He says all these things, he's traumatised.

Are you coming?

Do you sell anything?

Why? Do you want to buy something?

What? A machine?

Well yes, I'm hungry.

Maybe.

I sell sometimes,

but be prepared for misery.

Miro's best work was on a meal a day.

And what are you talking about?

- I'm talking about money. - Are you now?

I haven't got any.

- Not anymore. - Leave him!

You've got quite a face!

- So this is Niki! - Can I draw you?

- Hello. - Hi.

You're really thin!

We've got to feed you, wait!

I eat!

So...

What do I have left?

Chocolate.

Hello!

It's Switzerland in here.

Does your machine work?

Yes, but it makes Brancusi's head spin.

He lives here, meet him.

I wouldn't dare!

He loves talking about his work to pretty young women like you.

You'll love his champagne visits!

- Let's bring him out. - If he's there, it'll work.

It's a nice one, isn't it?

You should add a feather or two.

- Are you joking? - No, it would be nice!

She's right!

This "meta-mecanic" sculpture

will make this young man famous in a few days

at the Avant-garde art festival

with Klein and his monochrome.

He's going to be the talk of the town.

I am political, guys.

I'm like a time bomb, like the biggest fireworks.

My ass!

It's nice!

Yes really.

And Tinguely too.

- Really? - Very impressive.

He's cheered me up so much.

So what is this thing that they want with you?

Nothing.

Don't worry, he's not my type.

But I don't know how they do it, it's like they're free

of this possessiveness.

She was there with her lover and her husband.

It was crazy.

I don't know what I would do if you cheated on me.

I cheated on you, Harry.

What?!

I slept with the lord because you slept with his wife.

Out of revenge.

What?!

When?!

Just before the hospital!

I can't believe it!

You can't believe it?

You can't believe it.

And she was the only one?

If you want to know...

No, I'm not sure I want to know.

Wait a minute Niki...

What are we doing?

What is this?

I don't know, but it's too late.

It's too late now, I want to know.

I need to sit down.

Okay.

When Laura was born--

I had a relationship with

a woman and she was 40.

We saw each other after class and it lasted a while.

I couldn't stop.

In Boston?

I slept with the drama teacher.

The-- the asshole?!

No. No, the other one.

Fuck! Niki! Sh--!

Fuck!

Calm down!

Dammit! Are you kidding?

You're telling me all this right now!?

Oh God!

How could you?

How could I do that?

And you! How could you?

I know there are more!

It was just sexual.

Was it any better?

No.

I'm never gonna meet anyone like you.

I don't know how you put up with my demons.

Will you keep loving me a little longer?

And you?

Whew!

Fuck!

The theatre?

Yeah, I know.

Oh come on, he's not that bad!

Ugh!

Stop it.

Are you alright?

What's the matter?

Get in! Your eyes are popping out of your head.

Tell me what's going on.

Try...

Say it...

Come, come here...

Come to me...

Please look at me.

Come closer.

Look at me please.

Please... Please...

How do you do it?

I'm a witch.

Go ahead.

Pick a card with your left hand.

Go on.

There's a delay, it's stagnant.

You can't do the things you want to do.

You need to get the blood rushing to your head.

You see?

You must look at things differently.

Differently! You know what it means?

That's the hangman.

Come to me...

So, kittens!

How he did he do it? He convinced her?

No, she convinced him.

He left his box for you.

- Dufrêne, you don't know Niki! - No.

Arman, Niki.

Hi Nikita!

Hi.

So Niki?

What do you do for a living?

I paint.

Painting! Does that even still exist?

That was a while ago.

You do so much more.

Miss Nikita...

Police raid! Art police, Miss Nikita,

I'm going to ask you to remove anything illegal on you.

Hence brushes, gouache, trestles,

canvases, everything!

This is not a joke!

I'm going to ask you to cooperate

and to remove the illegal items

that you have.

The tripod, the canvas...

Don't worry, she'll get out of it.

Entering volume we talked about.

Will you leave her alone, you clods!

Ah! Drinks!

Here we go, finally!

It should be ok.

I've put so much on, it's sure not to fall off.

- Thank you Jean. - My pleasure.

I'm all yours.

You're all set?

Don't open your eyes until I tell so. Okay?

Let's move slowly...

No! Not yet!

One, two,

three!

Do you like it?

It's so beautiful!

It's my plane!

- No, it's my plane. - No, it's my plane!

We talked about this, it's my toy. I lent it to you,

- and now I need it! - But it's my plane!

No! That was the discussion we had, it's my toy.

Now it's my toy!

Come on, it's his plane! It's his favourite toy!

But I'm entitled to my own things at least!

Alright! I'll take it off!

I'll take it off! I don't care...

I can't get it off.

It's ridiculous! All this for a bloody... A bloody plane!

Hey! Stop! Stop yelling!

It's much prettier up there in the tree!

But I did all that on purpose to please you!

Sorry.

- Good morning Sir! - Good morning.

God, I'm fucking cold!

What are we doing here?

Doctors don't know anything!

They know nothing! They're rubbish!

Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish...

Stop. Stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

I apologize.

Mrs Matthews.

Are those snakes?

It's a gland in your neck.

It's called hyperthyroidism,

hence the shaking, the lack of sleep,

extreme emotions.

You're exhausted.

In fact,

your body is in overdrive

and you can't go on like this for long.

But what do you mean?

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses...

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.

What's that, Mommy?

It's a scar.

Because I was ill, but I'm not ill any more.

I'm cured.

No, you haven't got any at all.

Well, for us,

it's the razors

that cause the scars! - Yes.

- And I'm sick! - I know, sweetheart.

Prayers do work, Mommy.

Yes, and medicine too, darling.

Shall we go to bed? Shall we?

Let's go to bed.

- No! - We have to sleep now.

Let's kill the dragon and go to bed, okay?

Pew the dragon!

- OK, that's it! - No, a big slug!

Ah a big slug ok! Pew pew!

All right, it's dead. Bed now.

Good night.

I'm scared of monsters, Mommy.

Me too.

- Have they gone to bed? - Yes.

I don't know how you do it.

With what?

Kids!

I can't stand them.

Why are you leaving?

For the air, the silence...

I would like to fully concentrate on my work,

so we bought this little house.

Well... Harry bought this little house

and now we've got space, we work...

I do my gardening, we go mushroom picking...

I could hang myself...

I never could!

And... do you have an exhibition planned?

We're preparing that. My gallery owner is in New York.

He'll be back on the 10th.

I produce so much, he's lost.

Let's open another bottle!

What about your book?

Well, it's inspired by Roussel's work.

Do you know him?

Roussel? Oh yes, he's brilliant!

You absolutely must meet my friend Perec!

You're going to love each other!

It's a match made in heaven!

Why are you going to bury yourselves like this?

In the countryside, like old people?

Because we like it, it's a nice place to write...

But you must be part of the Parisian scene to succeed

That's how it works!

Maybe I should too.

No, for you it's different.

You're a writer's wife who paints.

Excuse me?

Being an artist is something else.

It's about having a gallery owner,

making a living from your art, being inhabited.

When you're an artist, you make a difference in the world.

For you it's a housewife's hobby.

Ok Joan! Ok...

It's cute! But it's not the same.

I'm sorry, she's had one too many.

And then she doesn't stop, she's a bit mean,

all her bitterness comes out...

I didn't ask you to apologise for me!

I say what I want even if you don't like it!

And if you had any balls at all, that's what you'd do too!

If I had balls?

See, Joan,

I think you're just a jealous bitch.

What did you say?

Whoa.

Really?

Go on, go on, do it! Do it.

You want to play that game?

Do it. It's just for laughs, isn't it?

Do it again. Again?

Stop it now!

He hit me! He hit me!

- You're an asshole! - I'm an asshole?

- Yes! An asshole! - Fuck you!

Where are you going?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

All right, enough!

Sweetie, you all right?

Honey, you're always gonna find people like that,

trying to pull you down.

She's right!

Leave no stone before you leap.

Six and one, the twain shall meet.

It's beautiful!

And put a little bit of flour...

What else do we need?

Oh! So strong!

Yeah, good job, buddy.

Yeah good job! Well done!

What are you doing, big guy?

Come here, get up here.

Mom!

Yeah.

Dad?

Yes, I'm coming.

Come!

Mommy?

Where's Mama?

Can you make me breakfast?

Yeah, bud, I'm coming.

Mummy, where are you?

I dunno, maybe she went for a walk.

She'll be back.

Daddy, look!

Yes?

I should set your office on fire.

Why did you burn my letter?

Why didn't you believe it?

It's too disgusting, isn't it? Was it too disgusting to look at?

It's the only confession he ever made to me!

It was the only proof that it happened to me!

That I'm not crazy! And now it's fucking lost!

It's fucking lost!

What are you going to do?

Get off of me! What are you going to do?

- Sedate me? - Let go of her.

You had no right, it was mine!

It was mine!

Get her out.

No! No! Don't touch me.

I'll see myself out.

All my life...

I'll remember that you...

...the little doctor,

you protected my father.

And you let me down.

I want you to say you're sorry.

Niki goes into battle

Niki?

Niki?

I've brought you something to eat.

And colours.

I stole them.

You're sweet.

I like what you did with the place.

Niki...

What's that?

It's authentic from the flea market.

You can't keep this, you'll kill people.

No, it's not loaded.

It's confiscated!

No, not that one!

How many have you got?

Are you kidding me?

Take this one if you like.

I don't need a gun.

You're safe with this.

Have you heard from the kids?

I can't reach Harry.

Why did I leave them?

Take Jean.

He calls your name in his sleep.

What?

It drips out from his shorts.

What?

Don't you miss your daughter?

Myriam is better in Switzerland, it's just too hard here.

No water, no heating.

It's alright for us,

but for her...

I can't put her in this dump.

Kids are quite something.

Tell your bloody lover you're with me.

He can't come up, I'm here.

Hey! Wait! Now it's my turn to have you!

Hello?

Hello, how are you?

I'm downstairs.

Actually, you can't come up now because...

Eva's here but she won't be staying long.

I don't know then.

What?

Give me 15 minutes, just 15 minutes.

Okay? Just 15 minutes.

No, I've got things to do, another time!

What? No, you don't!

- But when? - I don't know...

- Next week? - No, not next week.

Next week is too far away.

But it's all very well next week!

I'll call you back.

This guy is eating you up.

- Happy now? - It's his fault!

- He is gone now! - Perfect.

Look at you!

He's sucking you dry!

Niki?

You could've warned me!

Hey, I thought you liked colour!

You think it's funny?

Alright, I didn't know.

We don't have to stop at that.

It repels me.

I've got to go anyway.

You can't do this to me.

Why?

I've been waiting for days!

Let me go.

You disgust me, you hear?

You've got nothing for me!

I don't want you to ever come back!

Alright, then. The usual?

You'll call me when it's over?

No, it's over! I'm done!

Fuck you, you pathetic little shit!

Asshole!

I promise you'll never see me again.

You'll realize how empty it is.

You think you're an artist, don't you?

You're dreaming.

Just because you have problems you're important?

Your paintings are useless.

And your life...

Harry, you picked up!

Fuck...

The kids are sleeping. It's 2:00 AM...

I know... I'm sorry.

What's happening?

What did you want, Niki?

I just... I can't live without you.

You're fine.

You're strong.

No, I'm just a mess.

You're working.

You're gonna figure it out. Okay?

I need you, Harry.

I'm a little loss, too, you know?

I'm trying to live without you right now.

I hope I can do it.

I miss the kids too.

I miss you very, very much.

I don't know why I left.

- I don't know... - I just can't do it.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I have to go.

No, please, please, please, no--

Did you see him?

I have to get rid of him.

I know him well, it's hard to resist.

He likes to break up households, to seduce his friends' wives.

But I'm not the wife of one of his friends.

It's true, but I would've liked to.

How did you come up with your machines?

When I was 12, I used to make little windmills.

I made these out of tins and other bits and pieces.

Each mill had its own sound, its own noise...

I used to do concerts in the forests.

It sounded like a huge cathedral.

Me...

I wanted to be Joan of Arc.

I wanted... or George Sand

or Napoleon with a petticoat!

I wanted my life to be...

Hard and exciting and I...

I wanted it to be big!

It's going to be a great life.

What do you know about that?

In fact, I do know!

It shows in your work.

Don't be afraid, give it your all.

Express your art or all will be lost.

Art is the new global weapon.

We're the new terrorists.

- I'm not hungry. - Neither am I.

In the year of our Lord 1960,

the 6 o'clock bell has rung, it's time for Arman's exhibition,

"the full" this evening.

We are the creators of rejects, a society of new objects,

quickly worn out.

Our world of new plastic.

Our rocket launchers,

Our unplucked dreamers, walking on our heads.

What's to do

of all these products?

Of these bottles, cans? Of these bags and pockets?

What will we do...

when we will be "full"?

To Arman!

Arman, what is the origin of your artistic approach?

This cycle: production, consumption, destruction.

How are you?

Look at the invitation!

My friends, it's a success!

But there's nothing left to eat.

Ah yes, but I'm hungry!

Pierre!

- This is Niki! - Nice to meet you!

I was thinking, I'm obsessed, we must create this movement!

You're writing a new page, we're moving away from abstraction.

César compresses,

Christo packs, Jean, you set in motion.

There's a poetic of action to the world.

You are reactors!

Very interesting.

Like everything else that comes out of our heads.

But it's so obvious!

Let's give ourselves more visibility.

Let's sell in supermarkets!

That's a thought.

Woolworths, new museum!

You're staying for my American friends?

I must introduce you to them.

- We can't get in? - It's full, darling.

- And the restrooms? - The little shed over there.

Ah, Arman!

- How are you? - Well, very well!

You came?

Don't turn around. She mustn't see us.

Why did you come? Why are you here?

Why are you doing this? You can't do this to me!

You're so beautiful.

You drive me crazy!

- Where are you sitting? - Second row on the right.

And if you need any advice, just ask me.

Yes, yes, I'm going to give you some advice, you'll see.

- Start by washing your hair. - Oh easy now!

I'm going to try and attract these...

Madam... Sir... come, come!

Here's a portrait of my lover,

on which I love shooting darts at.

And now it's your turn!

You can aim at anyone you think of,

even your husband? He won't know.

- Thank you. - No? Okay.

Thank you...

Guys! Guys, guys, guys! Come, come!

You take a dart...

...and shoot! Very liberating, you'll see.

Perfect!

Does it come with a beer?

No, unfortunately this is art... not the bar.

But that makes it even better! You can let your anger out.

Not many places allow you to do that.

Go ahead!

Take another one and think of...

I don't know... this guy you like but who never looked at you...

that teacher with his little comments...

your brother who's always been an idiot...

I'm his brother...

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Who is he aiming at? - Our father, I believe.

But what are you doing?

I've found what to do!

Well... it's a massacre so far.

Yes! Exactly, a massacre!

I shoot at the painting,

it cries, it bleeds, it dies

and at the same time it is created.

I don't understand, I mean, how do you do this?

With pockets of paint.

I'm going to fill them and nail them to a board.

I'll cover the board with plaster, it'll be immaculate white.

and then with a rifle I'll shoot at it and boom!

It explodes! And the colour runs!

And the painting bleeds! And bang, bang! I shoot back.

As if I was shooting myself

And I'm reborn!

Do it right away!

Yes!

So Niki Matthews?

De Saint-Phalle.

What's that?

Aristocrat. Banker. Scion of a knight.

Crusades, massacres.

My ancestor is Gilles de Rais.

Ever heard of Bluebeard?

He raped and killed hundreds of children.

- Really? - You bet!

And they won't mind having a hirsute girl

in the family who shoots rifles to kill paintings?

It's going to kill them.

Niki became one of the greatest artists in her time.

She built her park in Italy "The garden of Tarots".

She directed 2 films and wrote 3 autobiographies:

"Traces", "Harry and I" and "My Secret".

When she revealed her incest in a book for her daughter:

she was 64.

♪ I wish I knew how ♪

♪ It would feel to be free ♪

♪ I wish I could break ♪

♪ All the chains holding me ♪

♪ I wish I could say ♪

♪ All the things that I should say ♪

♪ Say them loud, say them clear ♪

♪ For the whole round world to hear ♪

♪ I wish I could share ♪

♪ All the love that's in my heart ♪

♪ Remove all the bars ♪

♪ That keep us apart ♪

♪ I wish I could know ♪

♪ What it means to be me ♪

♪ Then you'd see and agree that ♪

♪ Every woman should be free ♪

♪ I wish I could give ♪

♪ All that I'm longing to give ♪

♪ I wish I could live ♪

♪ Like I'm longing to live ♪

♪ I wish I could do all the things ♪

♪ That I can do ♪

♪ Though I'm way overdue ♪

♪ I'll be starting anew ♪

♪ Oh, I wish that I could be ♪

♪ Like a bird in the sky ♪

♪ How sweet it would be ♪

♪ If I thought I could fly ♪

♪ Ohhh, I would soar to the sun ♪

♪ And look down at the sea ♪

♪ And I'd sing, 'cause I know ♪

♪ What it means to be free ♪

♪ Yes, I'd sing, 'cause I know ♪

♪ What it means to be ♪

♪ Free ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, free ♪