I can't tell if my gripes are petty -- that the authors wrote negatively about Boyfriends and Girlfriends, for instance, which was the film that restarted my love affair with Éric Rohmer, the intensity of which I hadn't experienced in about 7 years, and inspired me to make a film of my own and read as much as I could about him and his writings -- or if they are legitimate, as in the confusing way the book is structured, the drier-than-watching-paint-dry writing style, the sometimes confusing translation, and the parts of Rohmer's life that are left unexplored (how his sons and wife felt about his 9 am - 6pm sojourns, for instance, or if it was obvious to them that he was a filmmaker, or what he said to them to justify his particular way of working, or even what he did on the weekends), but I've often been wrong and insensitive to most works I've encountered, and inarticulate of my attacks or defenses of said works, so I hedge my bets and say that, regardless of my complaints, I am grateful to hold a biography of this great, reclusive artist in my hands.
It is a thankless task to write about Rohmer given his privacy and insularity, and given the great misunderstanding about his films -- their precise, impeccably composed, radically classical, suspenseful nature is often mistaken for something devoid of style to those with less discerning eyes -- but the book does a good job of drawing together the strains that influenced his work and main themes, the most touching of which to me is his desire to remain hidden in plain sight, his being and interests woven into the narratives and imagery as discretely as possible, as demonstrated by his hysterically loose working methods, his famous stinginess, his compassion and dedication to listening, and his adherence to traditional forms of art.
As someone who wishes to make films personally and cheaply and selfishly, but without those words coming to mind to potential viewers, this book is a wonderful guide to the filmmaker who achieved a remarkably coherent, expansive body of work, who expressed himself freely though the lives and words of others and who did so with the most inexpensive tools at his disposal. To the filmmaker I've affectionately referred to as "Daddy" for the last 8 months or so, and to the biographers, despite their rigid academic approach, I say, "thank you," and "wish me well," as I embark on my next project.