-September 1961. It's back to school at the University of Montréal (in Canada). Nicole, a young bourgeoise studying in arts, meets Pierre, a sophomore who teaches her how to succeed without... See full summary »
A shy and insecure delivery truck driver accidentally arrives on the scene of a major crime and picks up two bags of cash and hide them. Only the help of a prostitute and a former biker released from jail might get him out of trouble.
In Montreal, the wanderings of two urban homeless, Marcel, an old timer and Joseph, who just landed in the big city. Both philosophers and resourceful nice bums roam the streets of the ... See full summary »
Set in a dreary urban landscape of Edmonton, LOVE AND HUMAN REMAINS is a dark comedy about a group of twentysomethings looking for love and meaning in the '90s. The film focuses on ... See full summary »
Mob boss and highway developer Vincent Padovani is hosting a dinner party at his luxurious home celebrating the opening of the new Trans-Quebec highway he just finished work on. In attendance are the Quebec MP who awarded the contract, his secretary and legal adviser, an out-of-work hitman, and the mayor of Montreal. Two events occur that threaten to disturb the evening: first, they learn from a journalist of a planned protest of the highway by a group of people who had their houses demolished during the construction. Second is the return of Padovani's estranged wife, Rejeanne, who left him for a rival mob boss. She shows up unannounced and begging to see her children and Padovani is left no choice but to handle the situation.Written by
Let's try to forget, for just a moment, that this is a Canadian fiction film that actually has something to say about the real world, that it actually vents rather than channels collective anger - to the point of casting lookalikes of the then-current Montreal power structure, and portraying them as unutterable monsters to a man. And let's not get into how genuine or enduring or correct Arcand's radicalism might be; let's talk about what a fantastic movie he makes out of it. The camera seems to hide in the corners of this mausoleum-like mansion, lingering over entrances and exits until they become the content: the conduction of power and command. There's no mistaking the class commentary of the parallel parties in the dining room and basement. But the king's messengers - inarticulate, glowering, self-absorbed - are far from helpless victims. Nor does Arcand idealize the women who wander from partner to partner seeking their cut of the good life. This movie absolutely nails the sensual allure of wealth and comfort even as the emptiness is laid bare - a percussive shock cut to a close up of pants being unzipped almost steals the whole movie. Until the denouement, that is, where we learn all too clearly the consequences of underestimating the evil powers at play: appeals to human decency will not cut the mustard. In other words, this tiny, claustrophobic movie is actually an epic of human tragedy - a visionary one, and just about perfect too.
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