(2006) dir. Michel Gondry
Whimsy and fantasy and, for some reason, frivolousness are all on high display in director Michel Gondry’s latest film. I remember seeing the trailers, and even though I tend to like fantasy and Gael García Bernal, who plays the hapless fantasizer/artist stuck in a dead-end paste-up job in Paris. When he falls for his neighbor, another artist open to fantasy, things get all strange and “magical”.
It’s pretty annoying.
It’s all too “magical” without any genuine magic. Gondry’s track record is mixed and not too extensive so I don’t know what to make of him completely. I thought that Human Nature, even working with a Charlie Kaufman script, was painfully flat. For some reason, though, I did like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), though in some ways that had more going against it since I really do not like Jim Carrey. It doesn’t really matter.
The most interesting thing for me in this film was its mini-polyglot of French, Spanish, and English. The film spins through these languages rapidly and frequently, often in the same sentences. There is something interesting here, but maybe to someone who simply can understand all of those languages, it’s nothing special.
But that is what I would say of this film as a whole. Too much belief in the magic of fantasy.