Yann Gonzalez nos demuestra un film cargado de estética por todos lados. Una historia que se desarrolla poco a poco en un tema más profundo y humano, acompañado de un gran OST que profundiza en las acciones de los personajes. Destaca la fotografía entre todo lo demás. Ampliamente recomendable.
Aunque tiene sus momentos eróticos, y no necesariamente con desnudos, es muy lenta y no termina por cuajar. Incluso conferasé que salté varios minutos a lo largo de la película. Para querer ser erótica le falta mucho y para querer ser profunda es muy banal.
"This is the dress from my dream. Seeing it, I remembered. Always follow the clues in dreams." Like the movie Blue Velvet crossed with a one-room play such as Fritz Leiber's The Big Time except they spend all their time talking about sex and love in French. With a dash of Boris Vian's Froth on the Daydream crossed with Mephistopheles dressed as a maid. M83 soundtrack is gorgeous. Immortality in the night. "And now?"
There are good moments here, and it has a surprisingly warm heart. The frank exposition and almost academic eroticism makes for a very French film, and even though I don't think it all worked, the mystery surrounding the main couple (not quite the right word) kept me engaged, and I enjoyed the payoff. Plus, M83's soundtrack was spot on. I want that music machine!
An erotic escape without much eroticism or as much audacity as it presumes, the film proceeds more like a travelers' journey set piece, with each character explaining him- or herself like a scene from Canterbury Tales. Throw in The Stud's big scene - reminiscent of that famous shot in Boogie Nights - and some pseudo-hip dialogue about sexual acts, and you have a candy-coated shell of a movie full of empty calories.
Is it presumptuous to think Gonzalez could be my ('our', if you're with me) Derek Jarman? If I could put my hand on a movie player and call up a film based on my dreams & life & values, mightn't it look like this (but with better sound design)? Enchanting; delightfully, gloriously queer. Theatrical, lyrical, silly & profound. With, as in Land of my Dreams, a remarkably distinct, if pastiched, directorial vision.
I don't know. I have to give Gonzalez points for sheer audacity and some very funny dialogue..."Stab me with your pork sword" ? C'mon, now that's funny. As well as clearly referencing the works of Kenneth Anger and Alain Robbe-Grillet. But had to take at least one star away because the film fails to reach its full erotic promise.