The porcelain perfection of Catherine Deneuve hides a cracked interior in the actress’s most iconic role: Séverine, a chilly Paris housewife by night, a bordello prostitute by day. This surreal and erotic late-sixties daydream from provocateur for the ages Luis Buñuel is an examination of desire and fetishistic pleasure (its characters’ and its viewers’), as well as a gently absurdist take on contemporary social mores and class divisions. Fantasy and reality commingle in this burst of cinematic transgression, which was one of Buñuel’s biggest hits. –The Criterion Collection
Sent off for a Jesuit education by his prosperous Spanish parents, Luis Buñuel went on to attend the University of Madrid, where he first became interested in the burgeoning European film industry. Upon graduating from Paris’ Academie du Cinema, his first movie job was as an assistant to French-based directors Jean Epstein and Mario Nalpas. In partnership with an old friend, Spanish painter/sculptor Salvador Dali, Buñuel put together the three-reel surrealist masterpiece Un Chien Andalou (1928), the film that features dead donkeys on a piano, a razor slashing an eyeball, and other deliberately shocking images that cineastes have either praised or damned for the past seven decades.
Buñuel’s first feature film, L’Age d’Or, was banned from public exhibition almost immediately from the moment of its 1930 premiere; its principal opponents were high-ranking members of the Catholic church, who condemned the film as savagely sacrilegious. After 1932’s Land Without Bread, an uncompromising… read more
Highly erotic, beautifully shot and wonderfully acted. I always seem to be heavily impressed with what Buñuel offers me. Loved it.
First watched this eight years ago on the television. My introduction to Bunuel. Even more special: My introduction to Mlle. Deneuve! Love & Adoration at first sight and still one of my favourite women in ALL HISTORY OF CINEMA AND SPACE AND TIME AND GALAXIES AND COSMOS FOREVER AND ALWAYS!! (Sorry.) Also Quite, Quite Special: Pierre Clementi!! (Mmmm...) JE T'ADORE!! JE T'AIME!! S&M!!
What starts off as a sensual, intelligent depiction of a woman's sexual liberation becomes an archaic exercise in slut shaming during the melodramatic third act. Not my favorite piece of arthouse erotica.
Or actually turns out to be an argument against slut shaming, now that I've unraveled the ending...
The issue features a dossier on Orson Welles. Also: Remembering Doe Avedon.
Michel Deville can't, or shouldn't, be considered forgotten, can/should he? He's still alive, and his last film was as recent as 2005 (Un fil
I love Love LOVE LOVE Belle de Jour! Haters, be damned. I know this is viewed by lots as minor Buñuel, but this film actually erased or clarified my previous qualms about his signature symbolism and… read review
French language director Luis Buñuel is a master at cinematic surrealism. After seeing his masterpiece Le Charme discret de la bourgeoisie in film history class during college, I had been intrigued… read review
Luis Bunuel obviously knew a thing or two about perversion, and enough about sex to know what matters is not between the legs but between the ears. To further complicate things he has one of the most… read review