The fifth volume of Marcel Proust's legendary novel REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST is the source for veteran French feminist filmmaker Chantal Akerman's remarkable film THE CAPTIVE. Following a theme common in her past films--the impossibility of true knowledge of the other, Akerman crafts a severe and stilted chamber drama out of .. Read more
| Starring | Olivia Bonamy, Francoise Bertin, Stanislas Merhar, Sylvie Testud |
|---|---|
| Director | Chantal Akerman |
| Genres | Drama, World Cinema |
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The fifth volume of Marcel Proust's legendary novel REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST is the source for veteran French feminist filmmaker Chantal Akerman's remarkable film THE CAPTIVE. Following a theme common in her past films--the impossibility of true knowledge of the other, Akerman crafts a severe and stilted chamber drama out of Proust's evocative and poetic text. Simon (Stansilas Merhar) is a wealthy and sensitive French man living in a posh, if cloistered, life in Paris. Ariane (Sylvie Testud) is Simon's lover and constant companion, as well as the subject of his irritated obsessions. Not satisfied with merely loving Ariane, Simon aches to have absolute knowledge of her-- her past, her present, her thoughts, and her deeds. When having her accompanied at every moment does not satisfy him, Simon begins to follow her everywhere she goes, questioning acquaintances, and constructing elaborate fictions around her every action. Suspecting her of a secret life filled with love for other women and a true happiness to which he is not privileged, Simon attempts to penetrate Ariane's aloof and opaque facade, only to bring their impossible love to a breaking point. Akerman's tight and constrained style, assisted by stylized acting, creates a complex and compelling portrait of the tragedy inherent in love.
| Starring | Olivia Bonamy, Francoise Bertin, Stanislas Merhar, Sylvie Testud, Aurore Clement, Liliane Rovere |
|---|---|
| Director | Chantal Akerman |
| Studio | ARTIFICIAL EYE |
| Run time | DVD: 1 hr 58 mins |
| Certificate | |
| Genres | Drama, World Cinema |
| Language | DVD: French |
| Subtitles | DVD: English |
| Released | DVD: 29 Oct 2001 Production year: 2000 |
| Format | DVD |
All film-maker Chantal Akerman's trademarks are contained in this rigidly controlled adaptation of Marcel Proust's short story La Prisonnière. However, these trademarks — the long takes and impeccable compositions, the fascination with corridors and journeys, and the justifiable anger at cinema's continuing fixation with objectifying women — all serve to distance us from the disturbing storyline. As a study of passion and possession, this is often intriguing. But such is the solemnity of the staging that it's difficult to engage with either the impassive Sylvie Testud or Stanislas Merhar, the jealous suitor who hires her best friend, Olivia Bonamy, to spy on her every movement.
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Inspired by Prousts Prisonnaire. A rich kid obsesses over his girlfriend, whom he follows, has accompanied everywhere, questions unremittingly and sniffs whilst naked. The truth/his imagination of her lesbian double life slowly comes to the fore and he forces himself to question the material of their love and to confront the possibility that his dreams may be built on a lie.
It looks like part of the New Bourgeois French cinema but is has vaguely leftfield pretensions. Maybe those who get the film themselves become captive in the meditative, minimalist presentation, all clippy-cloppy footsteps and Hitchcockian trailing scenes, up and down staircases, behind pillars in empty galleries.
But I would have thought I was one of the people who would be meant to get it and I just found it boring, uninvolving. The quiet minimalism that has become shorthand for arthouse film is not only overused, but frequently done badly. When its done well, watching such a film can be an overwhelming experience.
But the amount of films that employ this style to little distraction belies the true potential of cinema: to be exciting, colourful, engaging, to have humour, to move, physically and emotionally. This is Akerman pretentiously trying to be a painter, not a filmmaker, and in my opinion she cant paint. With a bad crew, her mediocrity as a filmmaker would have been glaringly apparent to everyone. But smooth dollys, richly photographed colours and a full orchestra announce Akermans pedigree as a New Bourgeois.
Yes its about obsession and paranoia but it is also painfully slow, tedious and pretentious - one of the poorer examples of French cinema.