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Following the sudden death of Albert, her husband of 40 years, Adèle, the mother of eight children already in her 50s, finds herself alone, cheated and betrayed by life. Faced with her grudges, she risks sinking into depression, but finally manages to take control of her destiny and open up to the world surrounding her.
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Quebec, the 1830s and 1840s. As she attends the bedside of Jérôme, her second husband, Élisabeth recalls her youth, her marriage to her first husband, Antoine, life in remote Kamouraska where he is seigneur, their love dissolving in his mental illness and cruelties, her falling in love with an American physician, Georges Nelson, and the aftermath of Antoine’s violent death.
The story is about Roger Cunningham and his unpleasant British wife Valerie Cunningham they have been married for ten years, and Edwin and Philipa for seven. During that time they spent every social hour together, But each is living a Double life. When camping one weekend, the four get stranded. Arguments arise, and secrets begin coming out: accusations of affairs, marriages of convenience, and homosexuality (all are shown in flashbacks).
Two boys live harmoniously with their parents in Toronto, when the equilibrium of their lives is upset by the advent of an aunt, who has just left psychiatric hospital.
This biographical drama profiles the true life of Hal C. Banks, the tough American who once ruled the Canadian shipping industry.
The Hounds of Notre Dame is about 36 hours in the life of Père Athol Murray, a hard-drinking, chain-smoking Catholic priest, teacher, political activist and coach of the school hockey team, The Hounds.
Four self-absorbed artists living together in one mad house as if in one mad mind but all somewhere else who knows where, lost each in themselves and in their search for the perpetually elusive love or joy or hope or whatever… in a night of craziness where nothing makes sense, their art, their fantasy, their relationships, all sheathed in a veneer of filmic formality and all amounting to nothing, dreams, vanishing like the vapours of night at sunrise.