I popped down the Cinema to see this film last Sunday. It’s fair to say that on a Sunday you are often feeling a touch fragile and the thought of snuggling down into a nicely upholstered seat in the dark and enjoying a lovely little ditty of a film seems like a good idea. When I saw the poster for this French film - ‘Un Amour de Juenesse’ (Goodbye First Love), I thought - ah lovely. Some French adolescents frolicking around, eating cheese and smoking a lot. Bon Bon.
After seeing this film I was convinced that the Director had some weird infatuation with the lead - Lola Créton. I lost count of the number of boob shots, an opening scene with full frontal nudity (when she is supposedly only 15 no less!) and the girl never wore a bra once. Not that I’m advocating that women always wear bra’s (let your boobies fly free!), but sometimes the see-through nature of clothes make it necessary. It was all seeming obsessively creepy. It was only afterwards that I discovered that the film was Directed by a woman - Mia Hansen-Løve (more fool me!) and it is autobiographical. This through me into somewhat of a spin.
Hansen-Løve paints a picture of young love torn apart that borders on obsession and is also 100% bloody depressing. I get it though - young love can be super-dramatic. It can make you hysterical. Make you lose your appetite, cause you to throw up and many other horrible things to your stomach.
So the plot goes - Girl ‘Camille’, (Lola Créton) and boy ‘Sullivan’ (Sebastian Urzendowsky) fall in love. Girl is way more into boy and suffocates him with her over-zealous behaviour. Boy wants to experience life and sew his seeds across South America. Boy leaves girl. Girl goes into an intense period of mourning which results in a seemingly never ending sequence of scene’s of her looking sad, forlorn, melancholy, sorrowful, troubled, tormented, desperate and eventually suicidal (my thesaurus ran out there). Girl carries on being a miserable git for years whilst becoming a successful architect and managing to snag a Norwegian bloke who loves her (despite her constant and unwavering state of suffering). Boy returns from South America and wants to girl back. Now girl must decide.
Sounds pretty enjoyable right? Well it would have been if it was about 30 minutes shorter. By the time you reach the 84th scene of Camille looking sad and longing for Sullivan, you are actually hoping she might just do us all a favour and throw herself off a bridge. Hansen-Løve does make light of the matter though in scene whereby Camille and Sullivan go to see a film together, following his return from South America. Sullivan hates it and Camille likes it. ‘I know. It’s too long and too French for you. You just don’t understand it’s sensitivity and melancholy’, she jokes to him. ‘Well you have the monopoly on sensitivity and melancholy’ he jokes back.
- The French countryside looks stunning and inspiring
- You get to see a lot of boob if you like that type of thing
- It’s a little long and self-indulgent
- Camille is a bloody drag (although I suppose that’s the point)
Watch the trailer here to get in the mooooood - Goodbye First Love
Over and Out!