Seemingly from out of nowhere, actor turned director Gilles Lellouche throws a Molotov Flanby into the Competitors with solely his second characteristic, a terrific and unexpectedly potent piece of style filmmaking that would, to keep away from spoilers, be described as a sort of mash-up of Badlands and La Haine, as if directed by Walter Hill. Throw in a little bit Eurocrime, from the likes of Fernando Di Leo and late-period Jean-Pierre Melville, and also you’re getting near what Lellouche has achieved right here, a romantic banlieue opera that delivers all of the gritty, vicarious thrills of the now-standard post-Goodfellas gangster film but in addition burrows into points of sophistication and gender in refreshingly unpredictable methods.
It arrives as a film seemingly made by committee, because the movie is predicated on an Irish novel — Jackie Love Johnser OK? By Neville Thompson — and options contributions by fellow filmmakers Ahmed Hamidi and Audrey Diwan. It shortly transpires that it is a good factor, since Beating Hearts is a movie that consistently interrogates itself, pulling again from cliché to create a film that’s not a lot a riff on West Aspect Story as The Shangri-las’ 1964 bubblegum hit “The Chief of the Pack” come to life. (Get the image?). What’s all of the extra stunning is that Lellouche’s debut, Sink or Swim (2019), was an out-and-out comedy, a Gallic sort of Dodgeball a couple of ragtag all-male synchronized swimming crew, that introduced him 10 César nominations. If that’s the precedent, there’s no motive why Lellouche and co shouldn’t simply be given all subsequent yr’s Césars proper now.
It’s a movie of three elements: an 80-minute prologue, a 60-minute center, and a 25-minute ending, an ungainly construction that Lellouche someway manages to steadiness fairly deftly. It begins within the mid-’90s, and gang-leader Clotaire (Francois Civil) is gearing up for combat, main a flotilla of closely armed thugs in menacing black vehicles. A girl, Jacky (Adéle Exarchopolous), calls his cellular from a cellphone field, however Clotaire ignores the decision. As an alternative, he goes forward with the mission, instructing his brother Kiki to remain within the automotive. Kiki disobeys and pays together with his life: the enemy is ready for them, and a bloodbath ensues.
Sport over? No. Taking a leaf from Tarantino’s revisionist-history handbook, Lellouche winds again ten years. Clotaire is now a youngster (Malik Frikah), the son of an oil-refinery employee who has so many youngsters, the neighbors suppose it’s a profit rip-off (“Our youngsters are kids of affection,” says dad, inflicting Clotaire to guffaw with disgust). Jackie (Mallory Wanecque), in the meantime, lives along with her single father (Alain Chabat) and is about to start out at a neighborhood state college, having been expelled for insolence from the distinguished Fontaine academy. On her first day, she encounters Clotaire and his mates, who dangle round outdoors the varsity gates, insulting the pupils. He tries it with Jacky, ragging on her preppy seems, however she stands as much as him — and Clotaire is smitten.
Clotaire clocks the badge she’s carrying, The Treatment singer Robert Smith, so he shoplifts a duplicate of the band’s second album, “17 Seconds”, solely to search out she already has it. This Benedick and Beatrice routine continues till a college promenade, the place Clotaire fights off three attackers. Jacky falls in love together with his blood-stained face and desires up an interpretive dance to The Treatment’s 1980 goth-pop hit “A Forest”.
So begins an unlikely love affair. Jacky commits to her research, however Clotaire thinks that schooling is “for dipshits with no creativeness”. They spend all their time collectively, however what begins as petty pilfering — Clotaire steals two bins of Flanby, Jacky’s favourite dessert — turns into extra critical after he and his greatest pal Lionel steal a cargo of hash. This brings them to the eye of native crime boss La Brosse (Benoît Poelvoorde), who’s impressed by Clotaire’s tenacity. Beneath the guise of a hotelier, internet hosting faux marriage ceremony receptions, La Brosse masterminds a string of armed robberies, one in every of which fits horribly fallacious when a safety guard is shot and killed. Clotaire takes the autumn, anticipating some reward for his silence. Ten years go, nevertheless, and he returns to a really completely different world: La Brosse’s gang snubs him, and, extra importantly, Jacky is now married.
Will they get again collectively? And will they, given the artfully directed massacre we noticed at first? Lellouche retains us guessing within the brutal second act, the place, like Level Clean’s Walker, Clotaire embarks on a one-man campaign to get again what he’s owed. Jacky, in the meantime, has merely given up and is resigned to life with Jeffrey (Vincent Lacoste), a boring space supervisor who falls for her surly allure after firing her from a hire-car firm. Jeffrey likes issues orderly, however Jacky doesn’t. “It’s chaos in my head,” she says. “I like issues unresolved.” Talking of which, Jeffrey will not be greatest happy to search out out about Clotaire, whom Jacky has by no means talked about in all their time collectively…
Although it borders on excessive camp (one can simply think about what Baz Luhrmann may need carried out with this materials), Beating Hearts retains issues actual, a male-friendly felladrama of the sort that Bradley Cooper actually ought to contemplate making. Key to its enchantment are the 4 leads, the 2 generations/iterations of Clotaire and Jacky, whose chemistry survives the ten-year-transition, however the supporting gamers are glorious too (notably the excellent Poelvoorde), making a wealthy texture that sustains the movie by way of its marathon operating time.
The movie loses some steam in its last furlong, which Jon Brion’s epic rating is ready to paper over, however Lellouche has created one thing particular right here. Whether or not such a flagrantly business film deserves a spot in Competitors is one other dialog totally, however, in France not less than, will probably be a crowd-pleasing hit, and it absolutely deserves each ounce of the nice will that can absolutely come to it.
