Rendez-Vous-ing with French Cinema at Lincoln Center: Egon Shiele, “My Mom’s an Animal!” and a Troubled Twin

I could never fathom why some folks in the past didn’t take to the French. I for one was already a Francophile by my late teens. Locale: the Bronx in the ‘60s.

Since then, Cocteau, Sartre, Collette, and de Beauvoir in battered-paperback formats found permanent residence on my…