Réalisation:
Rose GlassPhotographie:
Ben FordesmanMusique:
Clint MansellActeurs·trices:
Kristen Stewart, Katy O'Brian, Ed Harris, Jena Malone, Dave Franco, Anna Baryshnikov, Keith Jardine, Catherine Haun, David DeLao, Jerry G. Angelo (plus)Résumés(1)
De la réalisatrice Rose Glass nous arrive une histoire d’amour électrisante dans laquelle Lou, la gérante d’un gym, tombe éperdument amoureuse de Jackie, une culturiste ambitieuse en route vers Vegas pour y accomplir ses rêves. Leur amour explosif les entraîne malgré elles dans une spirale de violence, y mêlant du même coup la famille de criminels de Lou. (VVS Films)
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Critiques (7)
Kristen Stewart ne me lasse jamais, dans aucun film, même dans ceux qui ne me captivent pas outre mesure. Le premier tiers est excellent, mais ensuite, le film commence à dérailler avant de se perdre dans une folie et une démence qui laissent plus de questions que de réponses. Pour finir, je crains ne me souvenir, en plus de Kristen, que de la coiffure folle d'Ed Harris, laquelle aspire à être l'une des coiffures de film les plus horribles de tous les temps.
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J'avais très envie de suivre la réalisatrice Rose Glass à ses débuts, après son film d'horreur Saint Maud de 2019, mais maintenant que j'ai vu son deuxième effort Love Lies Bleeding, cette curiosité pour l'avenir s'est quelque peu estompée. Ce thriller fantastique féministe peuplé de personnages disloqués, affectés et franchement antipathiques, agissant avec des motivations que je ne peux pas comprendre, même dans l'état d'esprit vaporeux lié à l'ivresse du festival, m'a vraiment laissé perplexe. Je dois dire que l'idée que je m'étais faite de ce film était bien plus intéressante et fonctionnelle que ce que j'ai finalement vu à l'écran. Ç'aurait dû être nettement moins bizarre ou, à l'inverse, beaucoup, beaucoup plus. Mais ça s'est arrêté quelque part à mi-chemin. [KVIFF 2024]
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Just go see this film and avoid the trailers, which unfortunately are spoilers and could raise misleading expectations. Love Lies Bleeding has a neo-noir heart pumping blood to the organs of post-modern shifts that include a rural desert setting, refreshingly subtle 1980s retro stylisation (no kitsch as in Stranger Things) and a crowning gender+queer twist. Fortunately, there’s no cartilaginous connective tissue here, as everything is driving by the massive musculature of captivating physicality, vivid stylisation and a distinctive creative perspective. Rose Glass confirms that she belongs among the makers of intensely sensory films, thus expanding this hitherto male-dominated club (with Gaspar Noé, Jonas Åkerlund, Jonathan Glazer and Harmony Korine at the fore) with a fresh, unique voice that in certain respects is more down to earth while at the same time managing to incorporate a much broader range of motifs. Like the other aforementioned filmmakers, Glass works with exaggerated visual stylisation, highly distinctive characters and a modern visuality unbound by the limits of mainstream hyper-realism. She spins the symbiosis of these elements into a captivatingly physical experience for viewers. Accordingly, her work with noir is not limited to the usual formulas such as the concept of the femme fatale or the narrative structure of an investigation. She goes to the instinctual and dark essence of the genre, even diving into the dark, viscous waters of Southern Gothic. She highlights passion, obsession, the dreadful appeal of violence and the power of the manipulativeness of blood ties. She also manages to weave into the main story a number of complementary motifs, from the monstrousness of ego to the myth of the land of limitless opportunities. In doing so, however, she still tells of love and its power to crush us and everything around.
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I once suffered through Rose Glass' Saint Maud, but I was looking forward to this one thanks to the stylish trailer. It's okay and I'm very much between 3 and 4 stars, but I'm going to be stricter in the end because the plot is pretty straightforward with no significant changes throughout, and Kristen Stewart is not a pretty sight to look at. Luckily the testosterone-soaked Katy O’Brian was the best character in the whole movie, I could see her as a final girl in some kind of monster movie. The film has a nice retro look of the American backwoods, a nice lesbian romance with R-rated erotic scenes, a sleazy Ed Harris, and there were some corpses, so I liked it, I enjoyed it, but I was expecting a bit more. The bizarre fantasy ending didn't quite work for me. 65%
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The Tail-Leafed Columnea. A one-year plant, symbolizing hopelessness and desperate love. That's the meaning of the title, and then there's also something about human ambitions, toxic relationships, and the pursuit of the American Dream. New Mexico, mullets, rotten teeth, sweaty armpits in the gym, a sweaty intimacy coordinator, and violence as the most direct route from one problem to another. However, the motifs and methods ultimately didn't work as well as they could have because the slightly careless script didn't give them the weight they needed. Kristen Stewart, playing the "small-town boy" and mimicking the neurotic demeanor of young Winona Ryder, tried her hardest, but it didn't help much. The metaphorical insert about confidence stronger than anabolic steroids, which recalled a certain sci-fi comedy with Daryl Hannah, wasn’t a problem for me, especially since it helped neutralize Three-Finger from Wrong Turn. By the way, was Ed Harris in that?
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