A Party That Assaults the Senses and Scrambles the Brain
di A. O. Scott The New York Times
In Gaspar Noé's "Climax," the end credits come at the beginning, the opening titles arrive in the middle, and from time to time other words interrupt the action. "Death is an extraordinary experience," declares one such text, printed upside down in both the center of the screen and the subtitles below. Another proclaims (right side up) that "this is a French film, and proud of it."
What does that mean? Is it just the obvious fact that the characters in "Climax," members of a dance troupe whose night of partying goes terribly awry, mostly speak French? Or that they gyrate, flirt, drink and fight in front of a giant tricolor flag? Is this a French movie because of its aggressive sexual candor? Because of the smoking? Because there's a song by Air on the soundtrack? Because of the last-minute intervention of the state?
Possibly all of the above - and also, I suspect, by virtue of Noé's commitment to an idea of cinema at once visceral and analytical, sensual and cerebral. [...]
di A. O. Scott, articolo completo (4522 caratteri spazi inclusi) su The New York Times 28 febbraio 2019
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