A movie that throws so much slapstick and surprising twists that it is hard not to be entertained by it even when it is at it's dumbest. Laughable depressing daydreams, overuse of insects and dangerous animals and a delicious Vimala Pons in supertight shorts make it all worth watching.
On one end, the rhythmic absurdity that channels political criticism. On the other, the adventurous replay of overused comic-inspired jokes. Two identities for a movie that is not a whole, missing the mark as much as he makes one laugh. There are periods when it overstretches to keep itself alive, exactly because it changes its tempo to accommodate the alternative form of its own humour.
Good grief what a bunch of sad sacks there are on here,in love with your intellects,just a bit! Anyway I am biased being in love with a smart sexy clown who looks exactly like Vimala Pons in this. Great smoking skills. A completely committed performance esp the scene on the beach good grief give that woman an Oscar ! Hx
I prefer the literal translation of this title "The Law of the Jungle", which has all the traits of a French film. Shot in amazing locations with two very stereotypical lead characters, the comedy rarely manages to work when it tries, except some of the slapstick moments.
Un peu ridicule, mais très drôle par moments. On se demande à plusieurs reprises «mais qu'est-ce que je suis en train d'écouter?»! Haha! On y reconnaît plusieurs caricatures de ce qu'est devenue la France de nos jours, sa place sur la scène internationale. Les scènes de sexe sont particulièrement comiques, car totalement décontractées.
i was very curious to watch this film, as i enjoyed "the girl of the 14th of july". even though some of the traits remain in this new film - f.i. the schizophrenic rhythm -, the humor now is based on a conformist exploitation of commonplaces and clichés which eventually becomes too tiring. the film has some nice ideas but it feels as a really cheap parody.
My first reaction to the onslaught of LA LOI DE LA JUNGLE was to wonder worriedly what I had gotten myself into. I had to do my best to let my rhythms line up w/ its. Think of it as a dispatch from the land of legion Jerry Lewis fandom. I can't call it fucked-up or weird, it's simply very, very zany. Peretjatko is on a similar trip to Quentin Dupieux, though he seems positively topical in comparison.
it feels like the director threaded ideas like beads on a string, but the beads are mismatching, and some are pearls, some rather flashy and some too flat. i did really enjoy the pompous frenchie official music as a soundtrack and the actors did an amazing job, the post aphrodisiac ingestion scene is truly s gem. oh and the moment of the statue heliported over the jungle is ahhh, pure pleasure!