L'autre aile

A film restored by the Cinémathèque française

from the original nitrate negative in its collection.

Colors have been restored thanks to the Desmetcolor process,

with the help of tinting indications noted on the negative

and tinted strips of nitrate positive.

The plot of this film could be reconstructed thanks to the visual novel

published at the time and preserved in the Cinémathèque's archive.

With Mr. Andreani as director

Cameramen: Mssrs. Dantan and Cohendy

Under the artistic direction of Mr. Dal Medico

Illustrated titles designed by Sach

The technical part of the aviation was carried out with the kind cooperation of

Count Brocard, the founder of the glorious Escadrille des Cigognes.

The other wing Of neither silk nor wood nor bleeding light...

An enthusiastic crowd gathered at the airfield

to witness the exploits of the famous aviator Raymat.

It's for her line and her light

that Hélène Tarnière was so dearly loved by the aviator Raymat.

Hélène Tarnière: Ms. Marthe Ferrare Costumes by Poiret

Raymat: André Bertoux

- For our sake... be careful, my friend.

It was her entire reason for existing that burned down with the smoking wreckage.

Everything had become gloomy at Hélène's house,

once one of the glories of Parisian salons.

Hélène did not cry, but the human torch that was ablaze in the skies

was still ablaze in her aching eyes.

Madam, thank you for thinking of Raymat's friend to help you find the rest you seek.

I won't presume to discuss your decision

But I'm afraid of this life for you, a beautiful life, but a rough one.

In any case, come when you please and do me the honor of trusting

the total devotion of your servant. Robert Vraie.

Only the Countess of Aibet was granted access to her.

The Countess of Aibet: Mrs. Claude France

What do you want me to become?...

There was a time that I would've buried my pain in the silence of a convent.

- Today, as a modern woman, I rely on action to help me forget the pain.

In the camp of the flying priests.

Robert Vraie: Mr. Jean Murat

- My life, my energy, all that I have left,

I offer it to the place that killed my love.

I will be stronger than him.

- I have already given up my life as a woman for good.

That is not what scares me.

And Hélène Tarnière locked up her suppleness, destroyed the elegance of her lines

in a work suit.

You know Gaston Lager... a lifelong friend... an enthusiast.

Gaston Lager: Charles Vanel

Mrs. Diana.

Do you really think you are cut out for this life as a boy?

- It's your first journey in the air... Are you ready?

- The air has done me all possible harm, it can do nothing more to me.

Another blowhard!

- Head towards the sun, don't change directions...

head towards the sun... it's burning like a great fire.

Active life brought some relief to Hélène Tarnière.

- See to it that you don't hunt on my lands, will you?

It was the eve of the day she was to fly solo for the first time.

- The fool!... He looks rather annoyed!

So touching!

I'm not fooled by your grand airs...

Don't think that you are the queen of aviation yet.

Are you still mad at me?

Because of you... I can't live with Diane anymore...

she knows that I admire you...

A blind resentment, multiplied by jealousy,

pushed the dancer to criminal insanity.

- Idiot, I'm only doing this to prevent Hélène from flying

and may be killing herself.

Do you want me to believe that it's not jealousy that made you do this?

You won't say a word, will you?

The next morning, the directors visited to the camp

on the occasion of Hélène's first flight.

- My dear Vraie, a splendid acquisition... Great publicity for us!

- We didn't sleep all night... What a party my friend!

- Good heavens... my dear... Looks like you're going to fly too.

Hélène's growing fame had aroused

the interest of a large competitor.

- At any cost... we must get this Hélène Tarnière to come work for us.

God, you are beautiful!

- Let me go... Up there... Up there...