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WILD SIDE
Like the Holly referred to in Lou Reed's, "Walk on the Wild Side," Stéphanie
(Stéphanie Michelini) is a she who has become a he. But unlike Reed's insouciant
anthem, director Sébastien Lifshitz's melancholy film is thoroughly
downbeat. When one of Stéphanie's roommates/lovers answers a phone call for
a Pierre, Stéphanie grabs the phone - that was her former name - and receives
news her mother is dying. Returning to her sleepy rural hometown for
the first time in 17 years, she is shortly joined by her lovers - sinewy
aspiring boxer Mikhail (Edouard Nikitine) and 30-year-old North African
Jamel (Yasmine Belmadi), who, like Stéphanie, hustles.
Wild Side holds interest due to its scrambled narrative, which
doesn't clarify the relationships until the end. Intercut flashbacks reveal
each character's past: Stéphanie's bucolic and happy childhood, Russian
immigrant Mikhail's arrival into a squalid Parisian tenement, and Jamel's alienation from his family. When the film depicts the characters in action
- Stéphanie streetwalking in a circus-like atmosphere with other transgender
prostitutes, or Jamel tricking in bathrooms - the film explicitly comes
alive. But scenes in which characters interact are often stiff and
unmotivated static snippets. In a moment of tenuous bonding between
Stéphanie and her mother, the two appear to be simply sitting on a couch and
somberly reciting lines. When the mother matter-of-factly states, "I'm glad
your father didn't live to see you like this," the impact is muted.
Overall, the portraits are sketches. The film explains why Stéphanie and her
bisexual boyfriends need each other, but doesn't depict why they are
drawn to each other, making the ménage à trois mechanical, largely due to
Stéphanie Michelini's understated and sullen debut performance. Lifshitz
effectively conveys her loneliness, thanks to the evocative score by Jocelyn
Pook (The Merchant of Venice), but the audience will feel just as
disconnected as Stéphanie. Kent Turner
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