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This new part of the documentary collection Secret Archives broadcast on France 3 unearths unseen sequences to bring us into the intimacy of the stars of the 1970s.
Johnny Hallyday And Michel Sardou are on a boat… to party. Sheila teaches Ludovic, his young son, to swim… This new part of the documentary collection Secret Archives of Laurent Delahousse unearths unseen sequences to bring us into the intimacy of the stars of the 1970s. At least that is the ambition of this program.
But one can wonder if these secret archives would not have deserved to remain so. They inflict a double pain on us: that of the nostalgia of a festive time when the thirst for life was more capital than a position in the hit parade, but also the sadness that the face of this little boy inspires in us. , Ludovic, who, growing up, will be dragged into troubled waters that have broken his life.
Friends time
In a deep voice, a little too dramatic, Laurent Delahousse recounts a light-hearted era, which the over 50s, at least, had the privilege of experiencing. He punctuates his story with biographical landmarks, reported a thousand times elsewhere. Thus, in commenting on Sheila’s marriage, he does not give an essential key to understanding the presence of thousands of fans between the town hall and the church: the date and place of the ceremony were to remain secret, but , the day before, Claude Carrère, producer of the singer, discreetly slipped the information into the ear of a journalist from France Evening.
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This documentary also limits the confidences of witnesses to a few sentences in voiceover, when they would have had so many other things to tell. The group of friends who accompanied Johnny and Sardou for a long time never forgot that night when they met at the Élysée Matignon, the fashionable nightclub, to celebrate Michel’s 31st birthday. At the end of dinner, around 3 o’clock in the morning, accompanied by their musicians, also invited, they improvised, for fun, a rock concert which lasted almost until dawn. There is not the slightest trace of an image or a sound from this moment of anthology. Cell phones did not exist to immortalize this jam, this time when, as in Johnny’s song, we lived for the best…