A film review should help you decide whether or not to see the film. It
shouldn't be some reviewer's soapbox. Rather, it's like a matchmaking service,
looking not for the reviewer's ideal spouse, but the one for you.
That's
what I'll try to do here.
First some filters: this is an
organically-paced film in French, with subtitles, shot on a low budget. So if
you demand that everything you see look like a glossy Hollywood spectacular,
skip "Water Lilies." Even the landscapes aren't gorgeous. This is the Paris of
sprawling anonymous suburbs. I'm not sure the characters have even seen the
Eiffel Tower... except on TV.
And skip it if you're looking for French
porn shot from a middle-aged male point of view (Louis Malle comes to mind).
There's nudity here but it's painful, not titillating. There's powerful romantic
passion but not the kind of elaborately choreographed love scenes that pass for
"sexy" in Hollywood.
Also skip it if you're looking for a lesbian film.
It's not about the lesbian community. It's not about a teen discovering she's
lesbian and dealing with family and friends who are horrified, yada yada. None
of that. There is at least one lesbian in the film, but that doesn't make it a
lesbian film, any more than the presence of a black guy in a leading role in
"The Matrix" made it a "black film." Lesbianism isn't the subject of "Wild
Lilies."
Moreover, skip it if you don't want to see how three
fifteen-year old girls see the world. This is what led to one singularly dense
reviewer calling this a man-hating film. Well, duh. Imagine what boys are like
from a fifteen year old girl's perspective. Girls mature emotionally before boys
do, by and large. Boys don't catch up until they're in their 20s (if ever, some
might add). The boys' preoccupation with getting laid, coupled with their
emotional tone-deafness, makes them seem just like they're presented in this
movie. If you're a man reading this, think back. You were like that then,
weren't you? Be honest. Aren't you embarrassed by how you behaved during your
first years of dating? I know I am.
Lastly, skip it if you want to cling
to the belief that teenagers live strictly within the boundaries of a Disney
teen comedy like, say, "Freaky Friday." I don't want to give away the plot, so I
won't get into specifics like some other reviewers do, but some of the stuff
these teens do will make you sit back and go "Whoa..."
But in retrospect
it all makes sense--especially since these three teens are all outsiders: the
girl boys lust after but who girls hate/despise; the overweight girl desperate
for love; and the central figure, a skinny girl (think Scarlett Johansson
without the curves) with the passionate depth of Juliet without any of Juliet's
Shakespearian articulacy--and whose Romeo is ambivalent about
her.
Hollywood screenwriters love the sound of their own words (with some
exceptions, like Clint Eastwood), and their screen teens jabber incessantly,
usually with the language and obsessions of a middle-aged male screenwriter
("Dawson's Creek"). But "Water Lilies"' teens talk in monosyllables, like many
teens do.
And Hollywood teen actors grin and grimace and in general emote
the paint off the walls. "Wild Lilies"'s teens look at the world through hooded
eyes, with guarded expressions, never revealing more of what's going on inside
than they have to.
This looks like non-acting to those accustomed to
seeing people sawing the air with their hands and chewing the scenery. To watch
this movie you have to recalibrate your head so you can watch people acting like
people really act.
Do that, though, and you'll be rewarded richly.
Pauline Acquart, who plays the movie's central figure Marie, is in nearly every
scene; the movie rests on her narrow shoulders. As I said, she gives away
nothing she doesn't have to. Yet hers is one of the most compelling portrayals
I've seen of love so powerful it's nearly self-annihilating. But even then she
never blurts out one of those totally phony self-revealing-speeches Hollywood
uses to explain a character's motivations.
You have to watch Acquart as
closely as she watches everyone around her to pry loose her secrets. And even
though her love is probably hopeless, and even though it consumes her, she
maintains an admirable, stoic dignity. Her courage is equally formidable. She's
not one of those outgoing characters who naturally dominates a room. Nor is she
a stalker, because stalkers believe their stalkee feels the same way about them
and act accordingly. Marie has no such illusions.
Yet even though she has
neither charisma, connections, nor the pseudo-courage of a nutcase, nor great
beauty, she builds a connection with the one she wants, sometimes cautiously,
sometimes boldly, as the occasion demands. She's an audacious general commanding
a ragtag force in a war for someone's heart, and it's both fascinating and
touching to watch her campaign evolve.
There's a scene in "Jerry Maguire"
in which Renee Zelwegger's character dumps Tom Cruise's character, even though
she loves him completely, because she can tell he doesn't love her as intensely
as she loves him. Acquart's character, albeit less articulately, shows she's
capable of the same kind of decision--even though she also shows that she will
do almost anything for her Romeo (who's a female, as it happens, but this Romeo
being female is absolutely not the point).
One other thing: this film
shows us a few weeks in the lives of these three fifteen year olds. When the
film ends, we don't know what "happens" later. That is, nothing is wrapped up
with a ribbon tied around it. Nor should you expect the film to do so. These are
15 year olds, for heaven's sake.
Some Greek poet said "Call no man happy
until his life is over." Likewise with these girls.
That said, I hope the
director makes a sequel, with these same three actors. They've earned it. And
they've earned your viewership--if you're worthy of this film.
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Note: I posted this review on Amazon in 2008, before I started this blog, & I only just realized I hadn't copied it here. It got 15 comments on Amazon BTW--pretty good for such an obscure (in America at least) film.
Monday, March 4, 2013
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