New from Criterion, Arnaud Desplechin’s lovely, novelistic drama captures the long holiday reunion of the crazy and royal Vuillard family.
Catherine Deneuve stars as the materfamilias who learns of her life-or-death need for a bone-marrow transplant. With doting husband Jean-Paul Roussillon, she assembles the tribe, including their adult children: sad-eyed eldest Annie Consigny, banished son Mathieu Amalric, and reformed youngest Melvil Poupaud.
With all the blood relatives roped into one house — as well as their neuroses, internecine feuds, and half-obscured amours — Desplechin creates a tale overflowing with poetry, tenderness (and its opposite), iris effects, and visual and verbal nods to everything from the New Wave to Emerson.
Delve into critic Philip Lopate’s new essay, view a scene from this opus, read an interview between Desplechin and one of his best-loved directors, Wes Anderson, and buy a copy
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This film looks good. But were are the men killing one another every few frames, the endless pools of blood and guts, the chainsaws, the big guns, the really big guns, the violent rape scenes, the women as whore scenes, the explosions, and that wonderful fireball biting the hero’s ass as he jumps from a roof scene, the mass murder on an xtreme scale scene?
- You call this a movie?
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