Reviewed by Michael Kuchwara
Imagine rooting through a shoe box of faded photographs of folks you know or thought you knew. Memories tumble out in an almost dreamlike haze—sad, funny and more than a little wistful. Similar sensations abound while watching <cite>Les Éphémères</cite>, Ariane Mnouchkine's haunting—and lengthy—parade of vignettes that conjure up the past, particularly as it affects the present. This dazzling …