Desplechin's movies are increasingly brain-movies and movie-movies. His brain is getting in his way. This thing is conceptually plotted-out w/ aplomb. That the film features a game of Go speaks volumes. But he is moving further and further away from the volatile dynamism that made his earlies so infectious. And I have to say: I'm not gonna claim that Lou Roy-Lecollinet is a bad actress, just that I can't stand her.
[REVIEW] 76/100 - My Golden Days (Arnaud Desplechin, France)
As My Golden Days carries forwards with its love story, what emerges is a colourful history of the joys and agonies of young love. Leading to a sorrowful end, the film addresses the strength of love when faced with distance, angst, and ennui.
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The plot is simple, but the film isn't. -------------------
In a magnificently written scene, young Paul compares his lover Esther to a Hubert Robert painting. That projection of a loved one onto a painting is one of the most beautiful love declarations I've ever seen in films.
Arnold Desplechin & Terrence Malick. What these two masters have in common? if you look at this films you might not find it, but if you dig more about them you see they both consider themselves as the pupils of a master philosopher, The effect is not about how they make movies about philosophical problems or rather filming philosophy, but in away they both inherit their own way of thinking about movies from Cavell.
Le cinéma de Desplechin ne change pas. Il reste mélancolique et solaire, romanesque et décalé. L'humanité de ces adolescents plus adultes que les adultes, à la recherche du temps perdu, nous plonge dans un puissant film hésitant, au bord de soi, qui évoque magnifiquement Truffaut et Bresson, tout en mettant en abîme son propre univers.