There is a reason why I write this in English. Most francophones in Quebec who take an interest in cinema will already be aware of what I’m about to tell you.
“There are adults who have antennas for the secret pain of our little ones – forms of suffering that are often taken to be unimportant.” Those are the opening words of Marcel Simard’s last film, spoken by himself. ‘Last film’, because Marcel is no longer with us.
Like the people he portrayed in his films, Marcel was incredibly sensitive. The sometimes overwhelming challenges of being alive and people who were close to the edge were not only his subjects, they were also an inescapable part of his own life. As he said in a statement read at his funeral, this suffering had become unbearable, and he wasn’t able to face it one more day. He isn’t here to enjoy the success of his film.
Le petit monde d’Elourdes, the title of Marcel’s beautiful film, is a play on words. It means Elourdes’ children, or Elourde’s little world. It follows the first- to third-grade students of a special Montreal school, and their incredible teacher Elourdes Pierre over a period of a year.
A woman of colour, Elourdes is beautiful, sensitive, intelligent and caring. With infinite patience she attends to all the seemingly small dramas that play themselves out among the children. Many of them revolve around the conflicts between the girls who often seek exclusive friendship (a father of two daughters, I am very familiar with this. Margaret Atwood has written about it…), but others have to do with the aggressiveness of some of the boys.
For the children these are deadly serious issues, and Elourdes – just like Marcel – understands this. Her interaction with the children is beautifully filmed by Arnaud Bouquet – and kudos to sound man Pierre Duplessis who doesn’t miss one word of what the children say, or sometimes whisper.
In a very moving scene Elourdes explains her agenda: if she can teach these children to resolve their conflicts here, at this age, without violence or residual resentment, they will have learned a skill for life, and our world will be better for it.
In following the class for a year, this film resonates with other French-language films like Être et Avoir and La classe de Mme Lise. In its study of human motions as expressed at an early age, it is reminiscent of Claire Simon’s La récréation.
I made three films with Marcel Simard and his wife Monique Simard, at Les Productions Virage. (For titles see my web site.) Virage produced many of the best social-issue documentaries in Quebec. I loved Marcel’s understanding of people (he seemed to see right through any kind of façade or disguise, seeing people’s soul…) and of cinema.
Like a lot of Quebec filmmakers, social workers and people involved in fights for social justice, I will miss him enormously.