How was this not the first movie I saw? As if in response to the affectations of his first films, this, a feral, kinetic variation on Chaplin as junkie, City Lights from the gutter. For the first time his characters achieve true beauty and despair irrespective of style, but boy does it help, every scene a thunderbolt of cinema. To think Lavant was a favourite before I'd seen this.
As in any Carax film, the colors, cinematography, and importance of vision are paramount. The film is also important because it is based on his own original screenplay. The music is also well chosen. Great performances. The technical aspects are awesome, overshadowing the above-average plot.
Cinema is clearly constantly being hatched in Carax's brain like a foam of bursting demonic dragon eggs. But this hyper-cerebral film-conceptualizer makes powerfully physical art. Denis Lavant is a big part of that. Has any actor ever used his body to commit such impossible acts of expression as Lavant does again and again for Carax? This is a big, brash, lurching bedlamite of a movie, and perfectly imperfect.
4.5 buenísima película... realmente me llego, más de lo que esperaba... hay partes donde el juego de cámaras mas la música más movimientos de los actores, hacen que estos instantes sean perfectos... muy bien logrado... realmente es una película que cualquier cinéfilo debe de ver
Mixed feelings - I really liked the evolution from documentary-ish to fantastical, and I liked the unfolding of the story. In the first half I sympathized with the characters, but during the second hour I had a hard time getting past what awful people they were. No spoiler but I hated them so much I kept wishing it wouldn't have a happy ending. Who's to say if it did or not?