



BOY MEETS GIRL B
France (100 mi) 1984 d: Léos Carax
France (100 mi) 1984 d: Léos Carax
A sad and overly melancholic film, featuring indulgent and completely
self-absorbed characters, yet beautifully shot in Black and White on the
streets of Paris by Jean Yves Escoffier, but the film suffers from
over-stylization, where the impressive cinematic technique on display
completely dwarfs the bleak portrait of humanity, filled with downbeat and
excessively brooding characters that drift through the mysterious landscape of
their empty lives, characters so alienated from the world around them that
suicide is a prevalent theme. Denis Lavant
begins his journey in Carax films as the director’s impulsive alter-ego,
reappearing in each of his first three films as Alex, excluded for some reason from
POLA X (1999), easily the director’s biggest failure, and then resurfacing
again in Holy
Motors (2012) as Mr. Oscar, assuming the director’s middle name. A nocturnal film taking place almost entirely
over the course of one night, the film begins with Alex abandoned by his
girlfriend, where his mindset is unstable to say the least, showing a violent
tendency that nearly leads to murder, directed towards the friend his
girlfriend left him for, but instead he soon becomes infatuated by another girl
who has also just broken up with her boyfriend, Mireille (Mireille Perrier, the
director’s girlfriend at the time), who is seen more as an illusion than
someone real. In fact, it’s hard to tell
just how much of this film may actually be the ramblings of an overactive
imagination, where it could all be taking place inside Alex’s mind, such as
this scene of Mireille, unsubtitled, set to The Dead Kennedys “Holiday in
Cambodia,” where the former boyfriend returns for a brief, unintelligible
conversation over the intercom, all observed by Alex, where it’s clear this feels more like the mad
and incoherent ramblings of two lost souls who are drifting apart in the night,
a theme that pervades throughout the film Carax - Boys Meets Girls -
1984 - FRA (Interphone Scene ... - YouTube (4:36).
The film is an expressionist reverie not far removed from
Sartre’s first existential novel Nausea, a story concerning a man’s tenuous relationship
with the surrounding city, offering glimpses into the anguish of the human soul
through stream-of-conscious thoughts, as if reading pages from an intimate
diary, where the writer is suffocating from a kind of existential dread where
life is meaningless unless a person makes personal connections that give it
meaning. While one often feels immersed
in a world of personal disgust and despair, these are fleeting and temporary
moments in time, soon replaced by others just as ephemeral. In much the same manner, Alex is barely
connected to the elusively shifting world around him, estranged from friends
and family, living alone in a tiny room, filled with his own enveloping interior
sense of alienation and dread, constantly seen taking a drug, like popping liquid
amyl nitrate, where he doesn’t so much inhabit the world as float through it in
some strange and dream-like voyage through time, remaining disconnected from
the world he lives in, as if unable to be a part of it. People don’t converse so much as offer long
and rambling monologues, reflective of a dreary and joyless existence where
characters remain connected to some longstanding interior pain, unable to separate
themselves from this anguish and personal trauma they carry around with them
wherever they go. Carax expresses this
disconnection through jarring choices of music, or the use of long tracking
shots, where the composition throughout is superb, often resorting to
expressionist lighting, which has a dramatic effect, such as when one character
is seen in sharp focus while another just inches away is slightly out of
focus.
Moody and overly detached throughout, there are brief
moments that touch a different note entirely, such as Mireille pulling out a
board in her apartment in order to practice tap dancing, an homage to the more
playful moments of Anna Karina dancing in Godard’s BAND OF OUTSIDERS (1964) Bande à part (1964) - Dance
scene [HD] YouTube (3:57), yet it’s connected to an extended sequence set
to David Bowie’s “When I Live My Dream” where Alex wanders alone through the
darkened night, where at one point he stops and stares, remaining infatuated by
a couple kissing on the street, eventually tossing them a few coins as if this
was a street performance "Boy
Meets Girl" Bowie song (When I Live My Dream) - YouTube (3:43). After a lengthy period where she exists only
in his mind, Alex finally meets Mireille during an extended party sequence,
knowing she’ll be there, so he crashes the party, yet is affectionately greeted
with perfect bourgeois manners by the American party hostess (Carroll Brooks),
before leaving him to fend for himself sitting between an elderly deaf-mute man
(Albert Braun) and his gorgeous sign interpreter (Frédérique Charbonneau), insisting
young people have forgotten how to talk Boy Meets Girl -
Silent films were better, because... YouTube (3:18), before engaging Alex with
tales of the old days of Silent cinema where he worked as a dolly grip, but
Alex soon drifts off, following Mireille who’s in the bathroom, as it appears
she’s about to commit suicide (we later realize she instead cuts her hair much shorter),
leaving her alone as he slips into the kitchen where the hostess finds him
alone, strangely confessing a piece of her heart, seen as a small part of an
elongated party sequence Boys
meets Girls - YouTube (9:52). The
party itself is a gloomy gathering honoring a dead soul, the brother of the
hostess, the loss reflected in her quietly suppressed despair, which perfectly
matches the depressed melancholia of the other characters. Carax frames them beautifully here in an
unsubtitled sequence Boy
Meets Girl - Imbattable - YouTube (2:10) with Alex suddenly inspired, his
soul aflame, interestingly expressed through the use of voiceover, where the
film is a thinly disguised reflection of the director’s inner world,
continually referencing dreamy thoughts of romantic longings that are ultimately
frustrated by the reality of lost love and alienation.
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