Substance Over Style
Looking
for a change of pace? Meet Alice et
Martin.
At
the age of 10, young Martin (Jeremy Kreikenmayer) is forced by his single
mother to finally meet the father he had put off seeing every year. Nothing wrong with that, at least on the surface; boys heading into
adolescence need their father. Dad (Pierre Maguelon), as is often the
case in French society, is fairly rigid and authoritarian, so much so that
Martin immediately fakes illness to avoid interacting with him. But Dad didn't
get to be rich and successful by being easily duped, and sees through the
deception, prompting Martin to throw open his windows to the winter winds in
the hopes of catching a legitimate fever.
And so begins Alice et Martin, the latest film from acclaimed French
director André Téchiné (Rendez-vous). Skip ahead a decade or so, and
suddenly Martin, now played by Alexis Loret, comes running out of his father's
house in apparent terror, never to return, for reasons we will understand
later. He roams the countryside for a time, sleeping in old ruins and
subsisting on wild fruit and eggs. The life of a savage doesn't last, however,
as Martin is caught raiding a henhouse for food, and arrested. His fines are
paid by his stepmother (Marthe Villalonga), but not being a minor, Martin isn't
required to wait around for her, and so he doesn't, heading instead for Paris
and his gay half-brother Benjamin (Mathieu Amalric).
Benjamin, who is apparently the
only nice person on the father's side of the family, is happy to take Martin
in, but there's one hurdle -- he already has a roommate, a female musician
named Alice (Juliette Binoche). Did we mention Paris apartments tend to be really small?
Benjamin's has a few minuscule rooms separated only by curtains, so it's a
tough haul for three people. Alice quickly gets frustrated with the
arrangement, and is repeatedly brusque with Martin, from which we can of course
deduce that the two are made for one another. Meanwhile, Martin is instantly
discovered by a talent scout and becomes a successful model, causing friction
with struggling actor Benjamin.
And that's just the film's first
half. The rest deals with the past, and gets into Martin's head a lot more, as Alice tries to help him reconcile the pain he
left behind. All this might be irritating if we hadn't already traveled so far
with both of them, but since we've been privy to their extended courtship and
some of Martin's childhood, we're with them. At the same time, director Téchiné
has kept our knowledge of Martin's past selective, that we may better see
things from Alice's point of view as she struggles to understand. A lot is at
stake, because Martin is on the verge of becoming a complete basket case, ready
to throw his newly successful life away in favor of obsessive-compulsive
patterns.
Binoche is as good as always,
and Alexis Loret makes a believable Martin, even if he doesn't quite look like
a fashion model. The film's real standout, however, is Marthe Villalonga as
Martin's stepmother, but to describe her role in any detail would give away too
much. Suffice it to say that it's a key role, and her performance is crucial to
the film's last act.
The only weakness of Alice et Martin is that Téchiné seems to have been so
focused on the emotional aspects of the performance that he sometimes neglects
the visual. There are a couple of stunning moments, particularly the scene in
which the young Martin watches his first snowfall at night, but they all take
place early on, and the rest of the film is simply cameras pointed at people.
And surely a little more makeup could have been utilized: Some of the
characters who appear in Martin's childhood show up again during his adulthood
looking exactly the same age.
These are forgivable flaws, but
ones that a veteran director should be more careful about. And for a two-hour
film, the ending is incredibly abrupt (albeit somewhat appropriately so, in a
non-Hollywood kind of way). But it should be noted that the film doesn't feel
long; all the emotional baggage is leavened with wisdom ("Mothers like
sacrifice") and humor ("Tell me a place where fish live that ends in ole."
"The ocean, you asshole!"). If you like your
substance short on style, or just want a change of pace from X-Men, this
is the film for you.