andreyrublev

Under the pretext of subtlety, the film avoids any conflict, any emotion, any depth. The characters roam the surface of life, without ever diving into it. A sort of bourgeois hell.

Moreover, the awkward realization absolutely does not pay homage to the supposed beauty of the landscapes. Of the whole movie, two or even three frames are correct. The rest is just platitude. Camera movements never make sense.

I end up thinking about the title. In fine, a tout. I have no doubt that one day soon, an uninspired director will name his dish of buttery shells "Kubrick Paradise" or "Godard Bedroom", in order, on a misunderstanding, to attract some victims in the theaters.

The acting is fair. The rhythm despite its 3 hours is well hammered (I did not feel anything past while I tend to get bored quickly). The aesthetics of the image are surprising (despite some images somewhat reminiscent of the 80s).

I am touched by the poetry that emanates from the film. Everything has been thought of to embark the spectator in a nostalgic hypnosis, soft and above all full of love and empathy.

Best movie of 2021 so far.

Words have a meaning and Julia Ducournau twists them with a crude militant will: of course prejudices are born by cataloging in too narrow boxes; but removing the very notion of a box, what it promotes here is not diversity, it is a falsely subversive gloubi-boulga which has nothing touching, realistic or profound. Really disappointing from the author of Grave, which was much more successful and, for once, subversive.