Hors-season: a big and beautiful love film (critic)
To (re) discover this Tuesday evening on Canal +. Stéphane Brizé recounts a sleeping passion that gradually re -emerged, carried by the incandescent alchemy between Alba Rohrwacher and Guillaume Canet.
We tend to forget it but before its exploration of the world of work with Market law,, War And Another world,, Stéphane Brizé started by talking about love. In The blue of citieshis first long in 1999, followed by I’m not here to be loved,, Between adults And Mademoiselle Chambonwhich has earned him his only Caesar to date. With Off-seasonco-written by Marie Drucker, he therefore revives the origins of his cinema, in a gesture of pure romanticism, because lived in the skin and in the head of his two main characters.
A man (actor in sight who, after having planted a play, comes to recharge his batteries in Thalasso) and a woman who loved herself fifteen years earlier and then separated and lost sight of before fate reunited them again in this little corner of Brittany. Accompanied by the BO of a very inspired Vincent Delerm, Brizé films this sleeping passion which gradually re -emerged in spite of themselves – because they are, each, as a couple – with a sensitivity which is matched only by the precision of the lovely gaze that he carries on his two actors, leaving their silences, their looks, their blushing skins say more than a thousand words.
Guillaume Canet has certainly already played doubles in itself in Rock N’Roll And Him But never for years, it had appeared so bright, so bare in front of the camera of a director. And in front of him, the words are lacking to qualify the interpretation so just, so precise, so stripped, so deep fromAlba Rohrwacher. This film is above all theirs. That of their stunning alchemy.
Here is the trailer for Off-seasonto review this evening on television:
