I am rarely interested in blatant depictions of sex, what could be less inspired. Floating sensuality though I can get behind. A truly enigmatic and gorgeous depiction of our inner sex lives, one which inhabits desires and fantasies rather than just listing them. The dream-like camerawork and set and costume design are all to die in.
More like "Slut de Jour"! Is there anything cooler than a housewife-turned-prostitute dressed in classy outfits? No wonder it was such an iconic role for Deneuve's career. What I love the most about it is the depiction of a transgressive desire we all secretly have but only a few actually embrace. Séverine was a bad girl but damn was she good at it! The dream sequences and childhood flashbacks were nice too!
I have a cinematic crush on Catherine Deneuve so...I am like swooon. Plus its a great female narrative and I relate to Severin. I also LOVE that they made Severin a WOMAN in this. Like, yesss. I love the exploration of sadomasochism in this film, especially through a woman. As I am sadomsochistic. Pretty in love with this film. Its def a favorite.
It's an engaging but slightly overrated Bunuel endeavor. My issue is that it's too simple, at least to me (not trying to brag here). Basically, everything that happens after the initial rape fantasy is about the making of that fantasy, which is also why it returns to it at the end. In short, everything in the middle (especially the sound), is reconfigured in the dream. That's too simple for me especially by Bunuel.
L'incubo ritorna, ma ritorna sotto forma di piacere. Ogni volta che si sente la cocchiera, la dolce protagonista si "sblocca" e rivela il suo lato nascosto. Un film che critica la pudicità di quegli anni che Bunuel non ha paura di raccontare sotto una storia che ha poche gioie ma tanti sogni.
Slightly over-rated compared to some of his lesser-known and very best films, "Belle De Jour" evinces many of the typical traits of this great director's final 'French' period. Immersed in bourgeois manners and culture and therefore a little glacial in tone and style, it still has a dark vein of cruel humour and a subversive relish of the bizarre and the absurd.
Perhaps the stale dialogue, uninspired camerawork and wooden acting can be attributed to the 60s. For a more exciting version of the same idea "Guilty of Romance" would do just fine. "Eyes wide shut", however, is decades ahead, literally and aesthetically.
Given this director's delight in shocking the bourgeoisie, it's not surprising that the subject of this beautifully made movie is 'the world's oldest profession'. Deneuve is icily impressive as the impassive housewife, outwardly frigid, who spends her afternoons in an upmarket brothel reveling in a sadomasochistic fantasy life. Buñuel is in playful mood throughout and his film is a poetic and beguiling masterpiece..
A surprisingly eerie film lurking underneath a perky colour palette and immaculate 60's fashion. The really noticeable thing for me was the lack of backing music - it's almost too realistic and way more foreboding for that reason. Most striking scenes are definitely the early flash forwards to Severine's torture at the hands of Pierre (dragged in the red coat/white dress mud slinging) but drama peters out a little.