Even Tindersticks couldn't save this cringefest. All the tension culminates into nothing, you keep watching two different stories up until one point where nothing meaningful happens. It's contemplative, meditative, deranged, and I expected it to mean something in the end. Guess what, it doesn't. It's just uneventful. Plus this whole animalistic desire and troubled release thing is wearing thin tbh. + Gallo is abysmal
No dialogue, almost no plot, but a pure tension so intense you can hardly breathe. Bodies, silences, cinematic ideas, you don't need much to capture the audience attention, to make it work, to create something alive. Claire Denis still up there, Nice OST from Tindersticks.
In Denis' 2001 existential horror film (one whose influence can be felt as recently as "Under the Skin"), the creeping death of Nosferatu is reimagined for a new century in Vincent Gallo's sunken-eyed, somnambulant stare. The result is almost too effective. But perhaps what's most shocking about a film as seemingly grim and nihilistic as "Trouble Every Day" is how much it has to tell us about unconditional love.
TOP film. are you hungry? are you sick? are you begging for a break? are you sweet? are you fresh? are you strung up by the wrists? / we want the young blood / are you fracturing? are you torn at the seams? would you do anything? flea-bitten motheaten? / we suck young blood / won’t let the creeping ivy won’t let the nervous bury me our veins are thin our rivers poisoned we want the sweet meats we want the young blood
Shocking. Twisted. Inept. Needlessly vague in it's approach to story, the eroticism and horror are on point but lost in a cloudy narrative. It neither shows the viewer nor tells the viewer, and this ambiguity ultimately makes for a let down of a film. Recommended if you enjoy eroticism blended with violence and a play on traditional gender roles within horror films.
101's a lot of minutes for some cool hotel interior shots & a puppy. Which is about all I could find to redeem this otherwise unengaging bore. I actively disliked the soundtrack, sound design, cinematography, Vincent Gallo (& cast), from the start. I'll follow your tedious mystery crumbs, but at least give me something for sustenance! Nothing. Just a shallow & common juvenile rehash of darkness/desire, blah blah...
Denis doesn't shy away from really shocking material, because she manages to keep a distance. I definitely like that she doesn't explain things. The most annoying part was when Gallo went into some exposition with the female doctor. I just wanted to tell him to shut up, and go be moody somewhere else.
I didn't especially care for 'Trouble' when I first saw it, and on this viewing I didn't feel any closer to "getting" it. Yet involving the impenetrability of plot into my viewing at least allowed me to focus on the feel of the space, the claustrophobic close-ups, the camera's depiction of lust. I'm unsure of Denis' implications, though I have some ideas, but in a way it's secondary to the experience here.