Dans l'oeil du chat

Before all,'Dans l'oeil du chat' does not have an original premise to develop in it's almost one hundred minutes. It's a claustrophobic movie that goes round and round the sudden disappearance of a young woman named Pauline (LeBreton) who left behind her fianceé (Verrault) alone in her apartment trying desperately to find some clue of her whereabouts. Almost all the scenes are punctuated by the eyes of Pauline's cat. The poor animal seems to know something! In this point, we must remember that cats as dramatic background were used since two hundred years ago, especially by Edgar Allan Poe in some of his immortal short stories. No originality, as I said before. The movie goes on and on, with a intricate and weird line of investigation and reaches the end with an absolutely obvious finale. However, Barichelo is not a bad director. He has some sense of timing, he knows how to extract the better of his cast, and these points made the movie just a promise, maybe, to future entries more powerful and well resolved.

This has to be one of the most boring plotlines i have ever seen. One deceived man discovering the past of his ex-fiancé. Woopsidoo! How original! It's layered with voice-over over voice-over, whispering, dissolves/cross-fading so much you just end up losing your lunch. It's a pretentious little film where you don't feel sorry for any character. They all end up getting on your nerves. The story itself is simply unbelievable and if i haven't made this overly clear, CHEESY!!! And why is this in the thriller genre? It's a stupid little drama that wants to be a thriller, but there's no thrill and no suspense. I would say the acting is bad too (wayyyy over the top) but i guess it's not the actor's fault but how they were directed (poorly!). Oh and that gratuitous nudity that tries to look like it's actually showing all the beauty of the female form! Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt and burned it! So overly done. Nothing new there. Move along folks, there's nothing to see.

It reflects the worse kind of Quebec cinema, the type that's everywhere and makes us look like a pathetic culture. No class whatsoever. The little village mentality even in the big city. We're supposed to believe that everyone cares about two people's love story? I mean the neighbours, the new girlfriend, the landlord, why do they give a damn if this guy loved the dead girl anyway? We have outgrown this little village mentality of the 50s in Quebec. It's not like that, yet they often portray Quebec and Canada as if it had never left this stage of evolution. All i have to say is bullsh*t.

Firts of all, at this movies first day on the big screen, critics were saying it was a great movie and star were saying it was really intense. We don't have the same description of intensity. If intensity is a lot of sex without reason, maybe they are right. But the movie is to me, more boring and empty of intensity than really pleasant.

The story is maybe the best thing of all the movie. But it's still not a real success. I suggest you to see something else...