Children of the love

the Children of the love is a film French carried out by Léonide Moguy and left in 1953.

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In a maternity, unmarried young mothers are accompanied by the social worker Helene Lambert who tests of the responsabiliser vis-a-vis their new loads while Doctor Baurain insists on the importance of their moral and sexual education. They will come to assistance of several young women: that one which would like to yield his/her child to a couple candidate with the adoption, this one which, after the death of its first baby in dramatic circumstances, expects a second from it, and many other cases still… Veracious facts resulting from a social investigation carried out by Maryse Querlin of the time of before the pill.

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Mylène Demongeot : My first film will thus be called the Children of the love . It is the history of unhappy unmarried mothers rejected of all (the pill did not arrive yet, the subject is extreme!). That will cry in the thatched cottages. A truth mélo. I is a girl of fifteen year old family who “caught” a baby, it is the catastrophe, my mother (Germaine Dermoz) is a terrible woman, I must be most unhappy of the world… Moguy accommodates me very nicely, embraces me on the two cheeks and the decoration shows me in which we are: an operating room. Moguy explains me what we go tourner.
- You will lie on this table and we will film the scene where you are confined. how I
Mais will make? Will nobody explain me how one makes to play a childbirth? The Help!! I know only that made very badly… But the worst awaits me. The assistant takes to me by the arm and helps me to extend me on a table. There, me am drawn aside very large the legs, one puts the feet on each side to me, in species of metal clamp. Jean-Claude Pascal, with his long lashes even larger because it threaded a mask (blue) which hiding place the mouth to him, approaches, settles between my isolated legs. Which position perfectly humiliating, I would cry about it of shame.
- Go! Known as Moguy, one turns. Engine! You, my small cabbage, you growths very strong… And you have badly, you suffer…
While I start to howl with dead (it is easy, I have shame so much), to cry like a madeleine, one leaves me the belly one (true) covered baby of (false) blood and flour (?), one types to him on behind, one leaves the chipolatas which simulate the umbilical cord that Jean-Claude divides with a pair of pinces.
- Coupez, shouts Moguy with relevance.
On delivers me - I am livid -, but Moguy is very content, lui.
- Bravo, small, one would say that you did that all your vie.
Jean-Claude Pascal does not say anything to me, but when it looks at me it with the disgusted air, I see it well.
Le remains film will occur well. Moguy chooses me among all the others and it takes me along (in any good any honor, I must say that it annoyed me forever) to the Havre, to present film ahead first. The following day, I discover my first article in a newspaper. “Meeting in Le Havre with Marie-Helene Demongeot. ” Great pride. I am still called Marie-Helene Demongeot. The future is in front of me. The life is beautiful. I turned a film.
Et I saw my name registered into large with the credits in the dark room. It is splendid.

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