Journalist (ex-BBC, RFI, TV5), writer (first book on Massive Attack and Bristol), I also work on film projects. Born in Paris, I have been based in Prague, Miami, London, Nairobi (covering Kenya, Uganda, Ethiopia, Somalia), and Bristol, UK. I travelled from Italy to Haiti, via Tunisia, Liberia, South Africa, India, Mexico, Niger, Turkey, Iraq... My passions: Africa, Europe, literature, music, arts. This blog is to share my work and cultural discoveries from around the world.
The Ghost Writer
Souvenirs from an important story I saw eight years ago. Appealing to me again now.
Do you know who we call a "ghostwriter" in French...?
A "Nègre". A Negro... A.k.a. a Slave.
Or maybe revealing...
The Ghost Writer (2010) - Official Trailer
With Ewan McGregor, Pierce Brosnan
The Ghost Writer (2010)
A ghostwriter hired to complete the memoirs of a former British prime minister uncovers secrets that put his own life in jeopardy.
The Ghost Writer (released as The Ghost in the United Kingdom and Ireland) is a 2010 Franco-German-British political thriller film directed by Roman Polanski.
The film is an adaptation of a Robert Harris novel, The Ghost, with the screenplay written by Polanski and Harris.
It stars Ewan McGregor, Pierce Brosnan, Kim Cattrall and Olivia Williams.
The film was a critical and commercial success and won numerous cinematic awards including Best Director for Polanski at the 60th Berlin International Film Festival and also at the 23rd European Film Awards in 2010.
Roman Polanski's deft take on Robert Harris's political thriller is the director's most purely enjoyable film for years
Roman Polanski's latest movie happens to be about a public figure, once hugely admired, now disgraced, fearing extradition and prosecution and confined to virtual house arrest in a vacation spot for rich people.
Did the director, when he shot this film, get a chill presentiment of how personal it was all going to look? Maybe. But it didn't stop him making a gripping conspiracy thriller and scabrous political satire, a Manchurian Candidate for the 2010s, as addictive and outrageous as the Robert Harris bestseller on which it's based. Polanski keeps the narrative engine ticking over with a downbeat but compelling throb. This is his most purely enjoyable picture for years, a Hitchcockian nightmare with a persistent, stomach-turning sense of disquiet, brought off with confidence and dash.