March has been a month of many memorable things including three movies. You may dismiss the idea that an octopus could be dreaming of electric sheep but you shouldn’t ignore these three utterly different expositions of the cinematographic arts.
I wrote about Gunda here. And I gave over a whole journal to The Dissident. You may have seen the movies, read my thoughts or you might yet click on the links.
But stay with me for moment longer. March was the month of three extraordinary movies that we saw in the isolated comfort of our home.
I Lost My Body (J’ai Perdu Mon Corps) is an exceptional film. Animated and serially innovative. And we know a thing or two about animation in our extended family that includes the principals behind Little Moon Animation. In fact, it was they that told us the 2019 animated movie was up on Netflix. One hour twenty passed too quickly.
The idea for the movie is suitably weird. A severed hand has become lost in Paris and is trying to find its body. It travels through an urban sprawl that I hope you haven’t had to see first hand (sic). Everything will change when you hear Gabrielle as voiced by Victoire du Bois talk to the pizza delivery guy.
Horses with wings, rats that cook are not to be conflated with hands that travel the city. Nor confused with Thing from The Addams Family. This hand won top prize in Cannes Film Festival’s Critics Week for being original and creative in story, style, music … Jérémy Clapin’s movie is brilliant.
I know lot’s of people who don’t like subtitles. And I know lots of movies and shows ruined by bad voice overs. I’m lucky that English is my first language but seriously, don’t let the subtitles put you off. This is an exquisite if macabre movie. And a sumptuous if dark experience.
I found this excellent review on Variety by Peter Debruge but perhaps you should read it after you see the movie.
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