It is silly & anachronic of me that the first thing I associate with this sprout of the nouvelle vague is mumblecore,a congruence it respects in most but one scene,that first time in the house where Karin talks to the camera about her childhood. A film that lingers and that causes longing,a sentiment floating between the laughs and the bored activities.film du vacances. chi-chi frichi, Orouet. it's beautiful i think
Wonderful, uncomfortable film that's as free-verse as the best work of Jean Eustache or Luc Moullet. That's the synopsis to Rozier's Adieu Philippine above, by the way – try "three young women take a vacation on France's Atlantic coast, where they are soon joined by a socially awkward male work colleague who has a crush on one of them".
Where does a newcomer to Rozier's art begin in addressing a film like this, a joyous, expansive, weather-drenched, life-affirming work about the void within the human character? Early on, Kareen addresses the audience & a past which the present overwhelms but can never quite discard. Will a boat capsize? A tracking camera, a hand wave, the magic of the horizon. So much food which may or may not be eaten. Masterpiece.