Status
Released
original language
fr
Budget
$ 7500000
Revenue
$ 760979

Gabrielle

Louis

Poupée Kelly

Dakota

Georges

La voyante

Gina

Sophie

Tom

Augustin

L'architecte

Paul Poiret

Femme bal 1910

Anton

Femme bal 1910

Femme bal 1910

Femme bal 1910

Le barman clubs

Homme club 1972

Femme clubs

Femme clubs

Femme clubs

Femme clubs

Femme clubs

Homme clubs

Assistant réalisateur pub sécurité routière

Femme pub sécurité routière

Homme pub sécurité routière

Homme pub sécurité routière

Femme casting mannequins

Homme casting mannequins

Chanteur émission karaoké

Chanteur émission karaoké

Chanteur émission karaoké

Chanteur émission karaoké

Système intelligence artificielle (voice)

Mr. Denver (voice)

Réalisateur fond vert (voice)

Voix service sécurité (voice)

Doublure piano

Danseur club (uncredited)

Danseur club (uncredited)

Written by Geronimo1967 on 2024-03-09
Though it's really way too long, I did rather enjoy the developing chemistry here between Léa Seydoux ("Gabrielle") and George MacKay's "Louis". The story isn't really structured, it's all largely dictated from her consciousness lounging in the bath of Guinness no longer needed by "Baron Harkkonen" where she is having her DNA cleansed. This is ostensibly to make her life happier and more fulfilled, to take the rough edges off disappointment and pain - and generally to turn her into a rather soporific drone. The thing is, whilst plugged in and gently soaking we discover that her brain isn't co-operating with the process and that she is having very lifelike fantasies - historical, contemporary and futuristic with the handsome and enigmatic "Louis". The story in itself isn't really up to very much. It's an episodic jaunt through what is/was/might be their lives - together and apart. What does work well is the ambiguity. The sense that artificial intelligence, either working on it's own or at the behest of humanity, can rearrange our thoughts and our memories. It can create as convincingly as it can delete comprehensively - and all because there is a sense that emotions are unpredictable, unreliable and therefore a threat to the stability of a new "natural order". The dialogue can meander into the realms of psycho-babble now and again which does detract from the subtle but clear thrust of the narrative, but it is actually quite a scary prognosis of what might become fact if we are not careful to protect what is real and important.