Francofonia Page #2
Please wait here for me, I will call you.
Very modest.
Very modest.
Please be seated...
Then I'll sit down here...
Hlne, Hlne...
bring us some coffee, please.
M. Jaujard,
you are the first high-ranking
French civil servant I meet at his post.
I must inform you
that I represent the head
of the military administration in Paris
and its significant department,
the Kunstschutz.
Our mission
is to preserve art collections,
museums and historic monuments
in France and Europe.
Here is my calling card.
as to the current state of the museum?
Well?
Yes.
You'll find all the relevant information
in this folder.
Thank you.
So...
It's all there.
It's all there.
Are the curators showing much solidarity?
They are.
Do you speak German?
No, I am very French.
His interlocutor is 44.
Jaujard volunteered for the front
where he caught TB and was discharged.
His father died on the front.
Count Metternich was in active service
in the German Army
throughout the duration
WWI was almost domestic,
was fought family by family...
and was thus
particularly cruel and insane.
It left long-lasting,
evil recollections in its wake.
Cities, churches, monuments,
cultures were crushed,
people were murdered, tortured.
And how often had battles been fought
between Germans and French...?
This is the private archive
of the Metternich family.
This is him as a child.
Here he is already a soldier.
Ferdinand, Count Wolff Metternich,
his father, awaits him at home.
His mother is Flaminia,
Princess of Salm-Salm.
She will die on the eve of WWII.
The family is large,
nine brothers and sisters.
A German nobleman
and a Republican Frenchman.
Jacques Jaujard was swift
to find his calling as a civil servant,
but whether
this would be his vocation
and whether he would be a happy man
was known only to fate
and his future wives.
Incidentally, it was as a young secretary
to prominent left-wing politician
and mathematician, Paul Painlev,
that Jaujard received
Thank you, no need. Good-bye.
- Good-bye.
Hlne, where are you?
Hlne... Is everyone hiding?
The Louvre, the Louvre...
Silence.
Nobody here...
Many colleagues are sent to the chteaux
where an collections are hidden.
All that is left in the halls are
some classical and medieval sculpture.
What is the Louvre?
What is it,
now that France has lost the war?
When occupying soldiers
stroll through Paris,
when people seem
to have gotten used to this,
when shops, cinemas and cafs are open,
when French industry is successfully
working for the Wehrmacht,
and when thousands of French students
have developed a new interest
in the German language?
Perhaps these young French
think a life shared with Germany
is here to stay.
At the start of the War,
the French apparently
didn't want to believe
The young French soldiers resisted
as best they could,
but their politicians struggled among
themselves and forgot about their land.
The state yields to Nazi force.
French losses for this period:
tens of thousands of soldiers.
Millions of refugees.
The map of the French Republic.
And this is already a different country.
It's no longer a republic.
Parliament is dissolved.
There is no president.
This line is where
German troops decided to stop.
From then on,
the country consisted of two parts:
the occupied, and the not yet taken.
This is what the border
between them looks like.
The government of new France
is formed in the small town of Vichy.
It's a resort... waters, clinics...
Marshal Ptain, French Ambassador
to Spain, a hero of WWI,
agrees to lead the government in exile.
But he is 84 years old.
He was born in the 19th century.
At his birth,
Emperor Napoleon III was in power.
His family revered Bonaparte!
That's how it turned out.
A French Marshal, hero of WWI,
came out against resistance
to an aggressor.
That's how it turned out,
that a French Marshal disbanded his army,
urged his citizens to stop resisting,
and announced the beginning
of a new revolution
and the foundation of a new country.
The Vichy French, who'd been rejecting
distant Russian Bolshevism,
overlooked neighboring Nazism.
Ptain, reserved, cold,
and undistinguished of birth,
believes in the possibility and necessity
of partnership with Hitler.
And sees in it France's salvation.
And here we have his government,
his cabinet.
They are to support the occupying forces,
collect all taxes,
and organize the French workforce
to replenish Germany's resources.
This same government will head museums
and cultural institutions
throughout all France.
So the same old slow-seller
reappeared on the market.
This product may be very expensive
or be free.
But the price of this product
is always set by the buyer.
Were you able to guess?
No?
Think it over.
REGULARS' TABLE
I see you weren't able to guess.
It's peace. Simply peace.
Calm.
Peace can always be bought.
The grand war fell silent in France.
The French soldiers...
are returning home.
Paris...
Paris...
Hundreds of museums, libraries,
theaters, galleries, universities,
sciences, crafts, workers, engineers,
press, democracy and customs.
Would you give it all up
for the sake of principles,
political convictions, slogans,
and start a fully-fledged war
throughout France
and in Paris?
Paris, the open city,
means Paris without bombardments
and without battles.
There's the computer.
His signal has come through again.
What a storm!
Get rid of the cargo or you will perish!
This museum freight, why did you take it?
Dirk! Dirk!
Your bridge is in chaos.
Files have fallen on the floor...
Is it that bad?
It seems vicious.
The connection is gone again...
Today is a bad day.
Somehow it's all so close,
the storm, sinking ships,
Europe, Paris, war.
Time is a tight knot.
What has time got to do with it?
The First World War, the Second...
There.
The beauty of an ancient world.
These are but fragments
of that civilization.
Assyria.
All of this once decorated
the king's palace in the Assyrian capital.
That state is long gone,
but these messages from 700 BC
summon numerous strange feelings.
Lamassu, winged bulls.
Threatening and naive,
like in the fairy tales.
The fear of power.
Fear in the face of power.
Brilliance of craftsmanship,
the perfect creation of fear.
In the 19th century,
all this was brought by ship
from afar to the Louvre.
Some items were bought...
some were war trophies.
But on that long voyage,
in severe storms,
overloaded ships sank to the bottom.
Uncounted are the creations
hidden from us in the suffocating depths,
and uncounted the seamen who perished.
What a price...
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