One aspect of a masterpiece, but notice how Renoir tightens space over the course of the film. We start with an aviator who had just crossed the vast expanses of the Atlantic, move to an airy palais with grand city views, and end up in a chateau in the bleak winter countryside. At the end the chateau is surrounded by darkness, with no possible escape, and the shadows of the guests walking back into the building.
I doubt that anyone can fully grasp this film completely, and I mean it as a good thing. The level of fluidity of this film has rarely been achieved. Fluidity of desire, emotions, behaviour,... It stands for an anarchic (I'm not sure if that's the proper term) thought and feeling, for what it depicts and tells and for its own style.
You may well say Renoir is one of the best. His movies are so tangible, always moving with great grace. It's superb his mastery. From captivating narratives and dialogues to amazing characterisation. He perceives beauty with the camera in such a meticulous and cohesive way, it's really astonishing. Very fortunate to work with brilliant actors to display his art.
The game is the game of human relationships, & the rule is absolute. Renoir seems to suggest that we humans are social animals who must live with other people & play by the rules. We cannot get out of the game, yet we cannot win it, either. That is “the rule of the game,” and it does indeed rule our lives in this comic, but tragic way. The Rules of the Game stands as a magnificent tribute to the French sense of irony
By all means, this film may just possess the most fluid camerawork in cinema which effortlessly immerses the viewer into the comedy. However, I am sad to inform that I am not the biggest fan of comedies of manner as their jolliness can sometime rub me the wrong way as is the case with this film's first third. As such, the best moment, for me, are the more quiet and tender that follow and they are what I will remember