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		Let the Sunshine In [Un Beau Soleil Interieur]
		(6/10) 
		by Tony Medley 
		runtime 94 minutes 
		R 
		Represented as a “deliciously witty, sensuously 
		romantic new film,” I saw nothing witty, sensual or romantic in a 
		depressing story about a needy, love-starved woman, Isabelle (Juliette 
		Binoche), a divorced painter living in Paris, and her equally wanting 
		male assignations. 
		The film opens with Isabelle in bed with her latest 
		lover, Vincent (Xavier Beauvois). Based on a book by Roland Barthes, 
		Director/Writer (with Christine Angot) Claire Denis shows this exercise 
		in sex as much more disgusting than loving. In fact, if this is love I 
		can’t imagine anyone wanting to participate, certainly no woman. In 
		fact, if this is the way women view sex, I’m glad I’m not a woman. 
		After he coldly tells her he’s never going to 
		divorce his wife, she flits on to one lover after another, first an 
		unnamed actor (Nicolas Duvauchelle) who is as screwed up as she, then 
		Marc (Alex Descas) who is a fellow artist but is as 
		commitment-challenged as Vincent. 
		The dialogue is frank. There’s no “first date” 
		nonsense; they get right down to the nitty gritty without much preamble. 
		Whenever there is a meeting, it seems as if the conversation immediately 
		turns to whether or not they are going to be in a continuing 
		relationship.  
		This is apparently somewhat autobiographical for 
		Denis because she put a lot of her experiences into the film, according 
		to her. Here’s how she describes Isabelle, she is “a woman who sees the 
		widening disparity between what she is looking for in a man, and what 
		she can find. This gap is only growing wider over the course of her 
		different encounters, her ‘fragments.’ But she’s not a feminine version 
		of Don Juan: a depressive seductress, prey to an addiction that is 
		slowly killing her. She’s more of a Casanova and a hedonist but because 
		she’s a woman, it had better remain hidden.” 
		If that’s what Denis was trying to create, she 
		failed. To me she is no female Casanova. Rather, she is exactly what 
		Denis says she is not; a depressive seductress. 
		She is certainly not very selective. There is only 
		one man in the film who seems to be attracted to her that she does not 
		pursue with abandon. 
		Gérard Depardieu appears near the end of the film 
		as a clairvoyant in a tête-à-tête scene with Isabelle to close out the 
		film. This scene was shot entirely in one day. According to Dennis it 
		was “the most intense shoot I have ever experienced: 16 minutes of film 
		and a single day. That had never happened to me before. We had two takes 
		with Juliette and three with Gérard.” 
		People are left to their interpretation of 
		Depardieu’s character. All I can say is that my assistant and I came out 
		with a completely different interpretation than what Denis intended, and 
		another critic at the screening agreed with us. In French. 
		  
		
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