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LOVE ME IF YOU DARE
Childhood best friends Julien and Sophie grow into adulthood together playing a private game of
dare - whoever has possession of a tin box has immunity, while the other has to act out. At age
eight, their dares range from Sophie telling her teacher the letter "b" stands for boner, to Julien
pissing in his pants in front of the principal. This ritual becomes complicated when, as college
students, they don't know when the other is still playing the game. Both are afraid to give in and
admit they're in love. The motherless Julien is as vulnerable as many of Steven
Spielberg's male protagonists. With its constantly moving camera, fantastical computer-generated
images, and a soaring John Williams-like score, Love Me If You
Dare has a fairy tale element reminiscent of AI Artificial Intelligence, while Julien's
voice-over, galloping from scene to scene, is similar to the tall tales of Big Fish. As
visually dazzling as that or any world created by Tim Burton, Love Me If You Dare's
obsessive and lonely anti-heroes would be at home in his films. But any intimacy is
overwhelmed by the special effects and a thunderous
sound design. By the time the would-be lovers reach
their thirties, their total self-involvement and lack of consideration for others come across as
aloof and condescending. It's as if director/writer Samuell is daring the audience to care about -
let alone embrace - his misfits. The higher the stakes, the more noxious and amoral the game. (It
may be somewhat tolerable only because the leads are easy on the eyes. Incidentally, Marion Cotillard, as
the adult Sophie, also appears in Big Fish.) Unconvincingly, the hopeful side of this schizophrenic film wins out over its
mostly cynical side, with a tacked-on happy ending. Although fast-paced with unpredictable twists
and turns, the game doesn't live up to Julien's description of it as being "better than drugs,
sex, masturbation" - which is quite a tall order. Kent Turner
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