Qui plume la lune?
France,
1999, 101 min
Shown in 2000
CREDITS
OTHER
COMMENTS
Garance Clavel in person.Suzanne and Marie are two little girls in a northern French town who have lost their mother to cancer and whose chief occupation in life now is preventing their sad-sack father, Lucien, from doing himself in—whether by jumping into a too-shallow pond, painting himself red and dancing in front of a bull or any number of suicidal gestures too zany to succeed. It’s a game the whole family can play—dysfunction as eccentricity—and it works, until the girls hit mid-adolescence. Widowerhood wears poorly on Lucien, worse with each passing year, and Marie’s first sexual foray is seen as the grand betrayal her father has been waiting for. Everything changes. The girls become adults, estranged (Marie), fearfully attached (Suzanne), both looking for a way back into the desperate comforts they knew as kids. They do make it back, through some rather bizarre turns befitting this offbeat family. Christine Carrière’s second feature (her first was the César-nominated Rosine) expands with bittersweet humor the project young French filmmakers have taken on in the ’90s (see this year’s Skin of Man, Heart of Beast), to revisit the family scene and admit that it was damn weird.
—Judy Bloch