Portrait of
a Lady on fire aka Portrait de la Jeune Fille en Feu, written and directed by
Celine Sciamma
9.5 out of
10
If you ask
this cinephile, Portrait of a Lady on Fire is only surpassed this past year by
the astounding, miraculous Parasite - http://realini.blogspot.com/2019/08/parasite-written-by-jin-won-han-and.html
- but it is far superior to the other nominees for the Golden Globes, such as
Pain and Glory - http://realini.blogspot.com/2019/12/pain-and-glory-written-and-directed-by.html
- or Joker - http://realini.blogspot.com/2019/10/joker-based-on-work-by-bob-kane-bill.html
- for the latter, we can all agree that Joaquin Phoenix is magnificent, but we
may disagree on the value of the ‘rest’ of the motion picture…
Indeed,
Portrait of a Lady on Fire has competed for the most important cinematic trophy
in the world, the Palme d’Or at the Cannes Film Festival with Parasite and the
latter has won, but la Jeune Fille en Feu has won the awards for Best Screenplay
and the Queer Palm for 2019, together with other most than merited prizes.
This fabulous
film ‘portrays’ the love affair between two women, at the end of the eighteenth
century, at a time when this kind of affection was not just out of the
question, it could result in death – as in fact it still does, in some Islamic states
mainly – when the protagonists could not even think of a future for their
affair – this viewer thought for some moments that they could perhaps
contemplate running away together, but then he dismissed the thought and
realized that the idea was probably totally absent from their minds, given the
time and the moeurs…
Noemi Merlant
is resplendent and perfect as Marianne, the female painter commissioned to do
the portrait of Heloise aka equally astounding and sublime Adele Haenel,
daughter of La Comtesse aka Valeria Golino, the third excellent artist in this
mesmerizing motion picture, the one that played lover of Tom Cruise in the
memorable Rain Man.
In the
opening scenes, Marianne is teaching other women to paint, with Portrait de la
Jeune Fille in the background, an occasion for the recollections that start
with her trip by boat to this island in Brittany, during which her material falls
into the sea, not far from the shore apparently, and the artist jumps into the
water to recuperate it and then she reaches the coast and then the house of the
comtesse, where she learns that another painter had tried to render the image
of the young woman, without success and furthermore, there had been a tragedy
in the family.
When she
talks with Sophie, the servant, Marianne learns that the sister had died, while
they had taken a walk near the cliffs, the woman disappeared, only to be found
dead, after the maid says she had killed herself and when asked how does she
know, she says that she had heard nothing and the sister would have shouted if
this had been an accident.
The painter
and the Jeune Fille would walk together, and the artist would try to paint at
night, for the agreement states that she would not reveal the nature of her
job, but the two seem to grow closer together, especially after a zenith or
nadir, depending on how we look at it, the moment when the painting is revealed,
Heloise is not ecstatic about it, then Marianne wipes half the face out and it is
decided to start all over again, in spite of the fact that La Comtesse wanted initially
the ‘contractor’ to depart, once she saw the destroyed portrait, but her
daughter protests.
The Lady
that would be on Fire – she has not been yet at this point – agrees to sit for
the artistic process and this is when the two women really become infatuated –
although the precise moment is not clear and they would later talk about what they thought at one point or
another and would reveal their intense emotions to each other in moments of
intimacy – they would kiss and become carnally acquainted with each other,
though this film is splendid in that it does not follow the path established now,
wherein almost all romantic features show more than nakedness and the
competition seems to be which would show more now…
Indeed, in
a remarkable documentary called American Cinema, it probably is Kathryn Bigelow
– or anyway, another woman filmmaker, if it was not her – who states that in
the past, movies were so much better at conveying eroticism, passion and so
much more, especially because they would not show skin, expect in minimum
doses, not against that tradition and the secret, the mystery of what is not
exposed contributed to the value of the work of art…
Alas,
Heloise is about to be married to man in Milan, and notwithstanding her
disinterest, if not opposition to this project, there seems to be no alternative
and the two lovers have to be resigned with the idea that after a rather short
time, they would have to separate and these moments are rare, sensitive,
emotional, touching and yet without the excesses that destroy so many of the
similar scenes, in which protagonists ruin the effects, by pushing too far the desperation
or some other aspect in the role…
Portrait of
a Lady on Fire is, together with Parasite, the best motion picture you can see
this year, for this cinephile, there are only The Two Popes and 1917 for the
undersigned left to see, but if we talk Rocketman, well this movie is a joke
when compared with La Jeune Fille…
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