This film is being screened this week in Marvejols and Saint-Chély-d’Apcher.
This year’s Small Palme d’Or: “Anora” is not bad, certainly, it is even dynamic, well acted, sometimes funny; but we watch it without any passion, quite dismayed by the total lack of substance of the thing. It’s a small object, not even very well made, poorly put together, clumsy, which contains some nice aspects here and there, but too rare to make an impact. The first hour is already quite annoying: Baker’s very lustful gaze on the shape of his heroine Anora, a stripper, is disturbing. Our man, however, spends an hour contemplating it and immediately plunges us into a dull boredom and a slight unease.
A hellish night
What follows is a second hour devoted to the fight that breaks out between Anora and the thugs hired to have her marriage annulled. The Safdie brothers or the Scorsese from After Hours hang around in the corners: we go through a hellish night, exhausting for the eyes and ears, supposed to be funny and light but which is ultimately quite sinister and not very well written, especially since Once again the filmmaker doesn’t know how to cut and offers sequences ten times too long for the little they have to say.
In the end, the film lasts a good hour too long. Can we, if we look carefully, detect a feminist discourse in this? Maybe, but then poorly thought out. We rather have the impression that all this is quite pointless and that Baker doesn’t really know what he wants to say. What remains of this film? Honest actors, some fleeting details that are quite funny, and that’s it.
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