The rumor had been spreading on Twitter the past few days, leaving red-carpet photographers and more than a few female festival-goers miffed: Ryan Gosling would not be attending Cannes for the competition entry he headlines, Danish director Nicolas Winding Refn's Thailand-set thriller Only God Forgives.
Lo and behold, the heartthrob was absent during the press conference after Wednesday morning's screening, with Refn and co-star Kristin Scott Thomas left to defend what has been one of the most divisive works yet, earning both hearty applause and impassioned boos from critics.
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Refn won the Best Director prize here in 2011 for the very pretty, very violent, rather overrated Drive, and his new film is every bit as aesthetically ravishing (immaculately composed images bathed in deep blues and reds, tracking shots so slow and smooth you can barely tell the camera is moving, a hypnotic electro soundtrack by Cliff Martinez) and just as empty. A revenge story (like so many at Cannes this year) in which the mother and son played by Thomas and Gosling plot against the men who killed their son/brother, Only God Forgives succeeds to some extent as a pure stylistic exercise, with a few fine Lynchian moments blurring reality with erotic and violent fantasies, as well as some amusing Freudian undertones.
But it never casts the spell that it should (the 87-minute running time feels longer), and Gosling, as magnetic a screen presence as he is, desperately needs to get out of the taciturn-bad-boy mode he's been stuck in for the last few years (Drive, The Place Beyond the Pines, and now this).
Luckily Thomas is on hand to liven things up, tearing into her sadistic, foul-mouthed, sexpot Mommie Dearest role with infectious glee and the slightest touch of real feeling.
Another crime film that divided critics was Chadian director Mahamat-Saleh Haroun's Grigris, the lone African entry in a competition dominated by French and American movies. Haroun won the third-place Jury Prize at Cannes in 2010 for his touching father-son drama A Screaming Man, and his new film has a promising premise: the title character, a young man (Souleymane Démé) who is a talented dancer, despite his paralysed leg, gets caught up in petrol trafficking in order to earn money to pay his ailing uncle's medical bills.
But whereas A Screaming Man derived its power from a simple story embedded with big, almost Shakespearean themes of guilt and betrayal, Grigris loses its way with too much plot (including an unconvincing love story), weak dialogue, amateurish acting, and a frustratingly recessive main character. The scenes of Grigris dancing, filmed as jubilatory bursts of self-expression, are by far the best thing in the movie, which is otherwise visually accomplished but dramatically flat. Anglophone critics seemed more taken with Grigris than Francophones—perhaps because they were unable to pick up on the clumsy French-language screenplay and performances.
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Meanwhile, with only four days remaining, speculation about the prizes is rampant. The Coen brothers' Inside Llewyn Davis is the critical favorite, but there have been reports that juror Nicole Kidman cried during Hirokazu Kore-eda's Like Father, Like Son, and many have predicted that jury head Spielberg would also be moved by that film's exploration of child-parent separation themes he himself has long grappled with in his work.
'Inside Llewyn Davis' is the critical favorite, but many have predicted that jury head Spielberg would be moved by 'Like Father, Like Son' and its exploration of child-parent separation themes he himself has long grappled with in his work.
As for the acting awards, Michael Douglas is for now considered practically a shoo-in for his portrayal of Liberace in Steven Soderbergh's Behind the Candelabra, while Bérénice Bejo has strong buzz—and little competition as of now, given the dearth of meaty female roles this year—for her turn in Asghar Farhadi's The Past.