Cyril Collard

Cyril Collard , (Paris, December 19th 1957 - Paris, March 5th 1992), is a writer, actor and realizer French.

Biography

Born in the sixteenth district with Paris, of Claude Collard, Engineer French, known for its engagement in the medium of the Judo, and Janine Chokier, mother with the hearth.

Cyril Collard, child wise in a middle-class medium, attends the Saint-Exupéry school of Versailles, then the college of Passy-Buzenval, with Rueil-Malmaison where he is a good pupil.

At seventeen years, it obtains its baccalaureat, with mention well, and is registered in Math sup with the Hoche college Versailles.

In 1977, not to disappoint his/her parents, it enters to the industrial Institute of North, today central Ecole of Lille, although it already dreams to make cinema. In parallel, its work of writing intensifies and it gives even texts to a review of students baptized Fourre-tout .

In 1979, it decides to give up its studies and returns in the Paris region.

Projected on the front of the topicality with its film the Nights deer (1992) drawn from its homonymous book, where he explains to the great day the threat of the AIDS, Cyril Collard disappears the following year from this same disease, a few days before the ceremony of the Césars where its film is crowned of four Césars, of which that of best film.

He dies of the AIDS at the 35 years age.

Books

Condemned love , Flammarion, Paris, 1987, 257 p., rééd. coll " I have Lu" , Paris, 1993, n°3501.
the nights deer , Flammarion, Paris, 1989, 253 p., rééd. coll " I have Lu" , Paris, 1991, n°2993.
the wild angel , notebooks, Flammarion, Paris, 1993,252 p. (posthumous publication).
the animal , Flammarion, Paris, 1994, 112 p. (posthumous publication).

Films

With our loves (1984)
Algiers white the (1986)
the Nights deer (1992)

Telefilms

Taggers (series " Lyonnais") (1990)

Quotations

"And then me. The wild angel,

Tightening the body of an extreme gazelle,

I await anger of the Gods

Or beauty of the devils

Which they invade my dying world,

Which they extirpate the rot

pores of my sirupeuse skin

And throw it in grazing ground

With the dogs of the port,

Their hair like a sleeping bag of misery

Caressé by the rough hands

Of the sailors pressed by time.

And me the wild angel

I advance in the smoke of a deserted quay,

I discover metal

carcasses And given up horse-gears,

Pont of a cargo liner,

far North, seas of ice

the wild angel become fallen angel

and finish simple mortal with the corner of a bar."

(Fourth of cover of the wild Angel )

Source

Jean-Philippe Guerand and Martine Moriconi, Cyril Collard, passion , Ramsay, Paris, 1993, 220 p.

See too

Personalities and AIDS

External bonds

Card Cyril Collard of the BIFI
Analysis of the '' Nuits deer ''
Homage to Cyril

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