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Everything goes by two in Jean Eustache (1938-1981)'s filmography. Two films about his grandmother, two films set in Narbonne, two films featuring former infant terrible Jean-Pierre Léaud, two films showcasing youth as a first role in itself, two other films taking their origin in graphic material, etc, two movies only that were "normally" marketed and released at the time. He even has two sons. Add to this the fact Une sale histoire is twice the same story and you've gotten it all.
How comes it's twice the same story? In itself it is never to be shown. Power of suggestion powered by veteran actor Michael Lonsdale adds a touch of class to a possibly quarrelsome narration. Then there's Jean- Noël Picq, the same guy (yet another double...) who relates about the painting of Bosch in another Eustache short-movie feature. More carried away than Lonsdale is allowed to be, he shows even better the pleasure of the word, either coming from the lips or ejaculating inside the ears of the audience. Great film, qualified on the french Wikipedia as an "action movie".
How comes it's twice the same story? In itself it is never to be shown. Power of suggestion powered by veteran actor Michael Lonsdale adds a touch of class to a possibly quarrelsome narration. Then there's Jean- Noël Picq, the same guy (yet another double...) who relates about the painting of Bosch in another Eustache short-movie feature. More carried away than Lonsdale is allowed to be, he shows even better the pleasure of the word, either coming from the lips or ejaculating inside the ears of the audience. Great film, qualified on the french Wikipedia as an "action movie".
Of all Bresson's movies, it is the only one that can be easily avoided. Completists only should worry about it.
Given the brilliance of former and further scenarios, this one is inexplicably bland. The main character is dull, aloof when he's supposed to be giving all he has. The heroine is unwatchable- we'll find her later in Eustache's masterpiece "The mother and the whore". The "other guy" who we get to see in the end is just a face in the crowd.
The story in itself is quite of some interest, although the shooting, editing and worst of all clothing makes us wish we were never born. Insects in a distance, the heroes do their thing which appears aimless if not whimsical.
Whoever wishes to see an honest interpretation of the same story will turn with profits to Visconti's "White nights". Use your energy for all other Bresson's movies, forget this one. A shame.
Given the brilliance of former and further scenarios, this one is inexplicably bland. The main character is dull, aloof when he's supposed to be giving all he has. The heroine is unwatchable- we'll find her later in Eustache's masterpiece "The mother and the whore". The "other guy" who we get to see in the end is just a face in the crowd.
The story in itself is quite of some interest, although the shooting, editing and worst of all clothing makes us wish we were never born. Insects in a distance, the heroes do their thing which appears aimless if not whimsical.
Whoever wishes to see an honest interpretation of the same story will turn with profits to Visconti's "White nights". Use your energy for all other Bresson's movies, forget this one. A shame.