After 30 years of marriage, Nick (Jim Broadbent) and Meg (Lindsay Duncan) are expecting a comfortable, satisfied existence, but life hasnt delivered. Nicks career as a philosophy professor has abruptly ended (he was forced to take early retirement after making a racially insensitive remark to a student), and though the couples children are now grown, one son is a layabout whos still financially dependent on his parents. A trip to Pariswhere they went on their honeymoonseems like the ideal way to rekindle their passion, but despite a hotel room with the requisite view of the Eiffel Tower, theres no tinge of dreamy romance hovering over this relationship.
Light on plot, the film has an all-too-real atmosphere to it. Viewers will feel as though theyre truly trailing after a bickering middle-aged couple as they have the same argument you know theyve suffered through endless times before (how to deal with the not-so-empty nest, and so on). The two meander through the requisite tourist attractions until they come across Morgan, an old writer friend of Nicks (Jeff Goldblum, essentially playing himself in an indulgently enjoyable performance). Nick and Meg agree to attend a party thrown by Morgan, who recently divorced his wife of many years to marry a much younger French woman, an event that threatens to further derail their already rocky relationship.
Though there are serious problems with the marriage, the film is surprisingly upbeat. Its rare that a work about a marriage on the rocks can be described as both heart-wrenching and joyfully exuberant, but Le Week-End somehow succeeds on both fronts. Duncan can be truly scathing at times, tossing out one backhanded compliment after another and icily rebuffing her husbands clumsy but well-meaning stabs at reestablishing intimacy, and put-upon Broadbents attempts at pretendingto himself, to his wifethat his life isnt a disappointment give him a palpable air of discomfort. Yet there are moments of true pleasure for the two. Over dinner one night, Meg suggests that the two leave a restaurant before the expensive bill arrives, but the seemingly dire scene is followed by a riotously funny, middle-aged version of a dine-and-dash, where Duncan is in her element.
The visuals are appropriately gorgeous, of course, but its the rich inner lives of the protagonists that propel this film. While we arent privy to all the detailsWhats behind Nicks allusion to the man Meg supposedly seduced? Why was Nick so distant when the couples two sons were young?theres enough thrown out that we get a sense of the possible aftermath of a long marriage, warts and all.
The shaky, handheld camera and the informality of the script give the film an intimate, almost documentary-like feel, reminiscent of Woody Allens Husbands and Wives, but where Husbands was a starkly unpleasant, almost voyeuristic look at disintegrating relationships, Le Week-End is imbued with an optimism that doesnt let up, despite witty barbs, eye rolls, and accusations of infidelity. Theres a real tenderness between the protagonists, for all their flawsand there are many. This may not be a loud and definite affirmation of the marital institution, but it certainly provides enough hope that for these two, the end isnt yet in sight.
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