Murphy is an American living in Paris who enters a highly sexually and emotionally charged relationship with the unstable Electra. Unaware of the effect it will have on their relationship, they invite their pretty neighbor into their bed.
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Murphy is such a dickhead and his relationship with Electra is very toxic. They blindly 'love' each other. In addition, neither of them feel that their relationship make them grow into a better version of themselves. I also found how Murphy & Electra fell into each other very quickly is rather disturbing; it's irrational and creepy. If Gaspar Noe's definition of love is tons of sex, then I have to disagree.
Noe delivers a visceral and blistering film powered by sexual obsession, desire and regret. Exceptionally well edited with very memorable cinematography by Benoit Debie that overcome any blandness in the performances of the three leads. Less confrontational than expected but Noe continues to push the envelope on sexual expression though like his earlier work the effect can become deadening after awhile. Kudos.
It's less like a movie, and more an illustration of a concept. Which is what pornography is. It's incredibly narcissistic and self referential, where you expect the director to come from behind the camera and jump in there and start humping. It's like a con that the director and star cooked up to get laid. The best thing about this movie is Aomi Muyock, and I hope she gets better roles in the future.
Not since 'Shame' and 'Blue is the Warmest Color', has a film shed so much light on such a taboo. Noe's most heartfelt film despite its trademark polemics. The misinterpretations of love and lust are captured in a wilfully gratuitous manner; the delights and desperations of an estranged hedonistic longing, lucidly realised. The filmmaking unites art and porn, challenging prudish disgust with every erotic composition.
In his clunky yet evocative new film, Gaspar Noé shows up wearing a bad wig, playing a shifty art dealer. He's seen mounting the dim-witted hero's girlfriend and getting punched out. It is played for laughs. Not to be left behind, cinematographer Benôit Debie also steps out from behind the camera as a drug dealer/shaman who sends Murphy on a Kubrickian space odyssey. In between, there's a lot of crying and fucking.
Self-advertedly about "sentimental sexuality" (admittedly Noé seems authentically moved by his cock) & full of "blood, sperm & tears", it's mostly an unrelenting snoozefest. A banal film with antiseptic framing (cribbed from Kubrick; though the sluggish editing IS patterned as a mildly interesting doodle on mnemes) decked out with classical music & mood lighting about people so insipid they'd fail the Turing Test
The sex scenes are too long for my taste - for a moment I thought I was watching to 9 Songs again. The story is just regular, but it is interesting to analyze Gaspar Noé's style frequently shown in most of his films (use of lights & shadows, the presence of color red, reversed storyline, pessimistic characters, Freudian references, etc).
"Love" is a euphemism for male sexual dissatisfaction in the latest masterwork from director Gaspar Noe. Noe offers few stylistic surprises but he doesn't need to when the pain is this raw. There's something refreshing about a film with characters who are often pathetic and unglamorous, who have big, messy emotions and make frequently irrational choices - since, you know, that's what life is like for most of us.