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Réalisation:
Jan ŠvankmajerActeurs·trices:
Jan Budař, Jaromír Dulava, Jiří Lábus, Norbert Lichý, Kamila Magálová, Ivana Uhlířová, Pavel NovýRésumés(1)
A pub in a small town. Pub is closed, the chairs upturned on tables. On a coat-stand hang various insect costumes: a crêpe-paper skirt, cardboard butterfly-wings, and gleaming black and iridescent beetleshells. The six amateur thespians at the table are: the Director, Rose, William, mr. Forrest, Nettle, miss Jilly. Tramp is at home, laid up with sciatica. Mrs Dung-Beetle and Mayfly have not yet turned up. During the rehearsal the amateur actors’ own stories interweave with those of the Čapek brothers’ characters. The Director/Cricket bullies William, his wife’s lover, literally to death. Nettle, in the role of Parasite, devours Miss Jilly the Larva. Mr Forrest is so convincing as the Dung-Beetle that he actually morphs into an insect. As the rehearsal progresses characters are born and die without regard to time. All this happens against the background of the Čapek brothers’ drama, in which insects behave like humans and humans like insects. (texte officiel du distributeur)
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Il est symptomatique que Švankmajer explique au début qu'il a écrit le scénario d'un seul trait, nie qu'il y ait un sens et ne sait pas lui-même de quoi il s'agit en réalité. Le résultat est un exercice étonnant de la subversion narrative avec des acteurs intentionnellement maladroits, une incohérence temporelle et de montage, et des insertions fréquentes où Švankmajer dirige et commande l'équipe ou bien que les acteurs parlent de leurs rêves. En tout cas, cela n'a vraiment aucun sens et n'a pas non plus de signification plus profonde, c'est plutôt une expérience qui renverse toutes les règles narratives. C'est parfois extrêmement amusant, mais à d'autres moments, c'est abrutissant et ennuyeux à mourir. A d'autres moments, malheureusement, il est impossible de déterminer quand la subversion et la discontinuité sont encore une intention créatrice ou quand elles sont une erreur involontaire.
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A friend of mine once told me a story from our college days. During the final exams, the university elder was present, who had suffered from Alzheimer's disease. No one dared to question the professor's intellectual performance, although senility was clearly evident. I realize that I am not as considerate or sentimental. Švankmajer accompanied me on my film education and meant a lot to me, but his previous film already seemed tired to me, and that feeling was multiplied here. Considering the way it was financed, the final result is truly disappointing. If I were one of the fans who contributed to the project, I would consider this investment a perfect waste of money. I do not blame the old man for his desire to play with film material one last time, but a dignified farewell in cinema should be better. For those who want to explore Švankmajer's work, I recommend avoiding his last two films and finishing with Lunacy. Out of respect for Švankmajer's former merits, my overall impression is 30%.
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