Micmacs (2009)
(Micmacs à tire-larigot)
Country: FR
Technical: col/2.35:1 105m
Director: Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Cast: Dany Boon, André Dussollier, Nicolas Marié, Jean-Pierre Marielle, Yolande Moreau, Dominique Pinon
Synopsis:
The son of a soldier killed defusing a landmine is himself shot in the head by a bullet manufactured by the same company. By a trick of fate he falls in with a heterogeneous, super-intelligent and resourceful group of childlike misfits living under (and off) a refuse dump, and together they hatch a plot to get revenge on the arms manufacturers.
Review:
The director's penchant for elaborately mounted quirks of chance is given an added twist here by most of these poetic justices having a human agency and ingenuity as their cause. The visual pyrotechnics, yellowy-brown palette, Manichean world of adult meanness and childlike innocence, the sardonic bursts of sadism are all here, only this time at the service of a presumably engaged attack on the arms industry. The film bobs along from one set piece to the next without much concern for letting its audience in on how near we are to completion, with the result that we can but sit back and be entertained by the technique while wondering at the intention. One thing, though: this is certainly another vehicle for Dany Boon's peculiarly Jerry Lewis-like brand of schtick. (The title roughly translates as: Dirty tricks to your heart's content.)
(Micmacs à tire-larigot)
Country: FR
Technical: col/2.35:1 105m
Director: Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Cast: Dany Boon, André Dussollier, Nicolas Marié, Jean-Pierre Marielle, Yolande Moreau, Dominique Pinon
Synopsis:
The son of a soldier killed defusing a landmine is himself shot in the head by a bullet manufactured by the same company. By a trick of fate he falls in with a heterogeneous, super-intelligent and resourceful group of childlike misfits living under (and off) a refuse dump, and together they hatch a plot to get revenge on the arms manufacturers.
Review:
The director's penchant for elaborately mounted quirks of chance is given an added twist here by most of these poetic justices having a human agency and ingenuity as their cause. The visual pyrotechnics, yellowy-brown palette, Manichean world of adult meanness and childlike innocence, the sardonic bursts of sadism are all here, only this time at the service of a presumably engaged attack on the arms industry. The film bobs along from one set piece to the next without much concern for letting its audience in on how near we are to completion, with the result that we can but sit back and be entertained by the technique while wondering at the intention. One thing, though: this is certainly another vehicle for Dany Boon's peculiarly Jerry Lewis-like brand of schtick. (The title roughly translates as: Dirty tricks to your heart's content.)
(Micmacs à tire-larigot)
Country: FR
Technical: col/2.35:1 105m
Director: Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Cast: Dany Boon, André Dussollier, Nicolas Marié, Jean-Pierre Marielle, Yolande Moreau, Dominique Pinon
Synopsis:
The son of a soldier killed defusing a landmine is himself shot in the head by a bullet manufactured by the same company. By a trick of fate he falls in with a heterogeneous, super-intelligent and resourceful group of childlike misfits living under (and off) a refuse dump, and together they hatch a plot to get revenge on the arms manufacturers.
Review:
The director's penchant for elaborately mounted quirks of chance is given an added twist here by most of these poetic justices having a human agency and ingenuity as their cause. The visual pyrotechnics, yellowy-brown palette, Manichean world of adult meanness and childlike innocence, the sardonic bursts of sadism are all here, only this time at the service of a presumably engaged attack on the arms industry. The film bobs along from one set piece to the next without much concern for letting its audience in on how near we are to completion, with the result that we can but sit back and be entertained by the technique while wondering at the intention. One thing, though: this is certainly another vehicle for Dany Boon's peculiarly Jerry Lewis-like brand of schtick. (The title roughly translates as: Dirty tricks to your heart's content.)