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Mrs. Harris Goes To Paris

Rated: PGMrs. Harris goes to Paris

Directed by: Anthony Fabian

Based on the Novel by: Paul Gallico

Screenplay by: Carroll Cartwright, Anthony Fabian, Keith Thompson, Olivia Hetreed

Produced by: Xavier Marchand, Guillaume Benski, Anthony Fabian

Starring: Lesley Manville, Isabelle Huppert, Jason Isaacs, Anna Chancellor, Lambert Wilson, Alba Baptista, Lucas Bravo, Rose Williams.

To make the invisible, visible.

It’s 1957 London – it’s foggy.  Mrs. Harris (Lesley Manville) holds a package.

‘What’s it to be Eddy?’  She asks of the package, of her husband who’s been missing since 1944.  ‘Good news?  Or bad news?’

It doesn’t matter what a flip of a coin will determine.  Mrs. Harris will always want to believe in the good.

One of her clients she cleans for, a want-to-be actress named Pamela Penrose (Rose Williams) tells her,’ You’re an angel.  What would I do without you?’

Mrs. Harris wants for nothing; and puts up with a lot.  She spends her time with best friend, Vi (Ellen Thomas), whom she met while building planes during the war.

Then while cleaning for Lady Dant (Anna Chancellor), Mrs. Harris sees it.  The dress.  The camera focusses on her face of wonder, the world around her a blur as she takes the lilac dress, handling the beading, her face glowing.  It’s a Christian Dior, Lady Dant explains.  ‘When I put it on, nothing else matters.’

Mrs. Harris dreams.

Then when life seems like it’s never going to get any better, she wins the Pools.  That’s when she decides she does want something: she wants a Christian Dior dress, from Paris, for 500 quid.

Mrs. Harris Goes To Paris is superficially a lighthearted tale, showing the very best of human nature, while also exploring Sartre’s philosophy of existentialism in, Being and Nothingness (1943).

The theme of perception and nothingness is introduced when Mrs. Harris meets French model, Natasha (Alba Baptista) who’s found to be reading Sartre, who also wants to be seen, not in a wonderful Christian Dress, but as someone more than a pretty face.  It’s that invisible being made visible thread that drives the film so yes, it’s about a woman wanting a beautiful dress but more than that, she deserves to be seen.

And the Parisians take Mrs. Harris and her down-to-earth humour and niceness and honesty into their hearts.

Because she’s a wonder, with cash to spend on a Haute Couture dress.

They love her for it.

She’s reminded, ‘Remember in France, the Worker is King.’

All except the manageress of the House of Christian Dior, Claudine Colbert (Isabelle Huppert) who resists the indelible Mrs. Harris.

Dior is exclusive.

There had to be some challenge to the story of the English cleaner who charms her way into the exclusive House.

I admit I got teary at times, mostly when Mrs. Harris was misunderstood or not seen, for being too nice but then to be understood, to bring the lightness up again; the film’s about an intelligent, honest and kind woman wanting to feel beautiful, to be acknowledged.  And that always strikes a chord.

Yes, it’s a little frothy, the wonder in Mrs. Harris’s face as she swoons at the Dior dresses, but the dresses are beautiful and there’s a consistent dry humour that balances the sweetness.

This is a delightful watch with some thought-provoking moments if you’re looking for it, that lifts.

 

La Daronne (Mama Weed – The Godmother)

Rated: MLa Daronne (Mama Weed - The Godmother)

Directed by: Jean-Paul Salomé

Based on the Book by: Hannelore Cayre

Script Written by: Hannelore Cayre, Antoine Salomé

Produced by: Jean-Baptiste Dupont, Kristina Larsen

Starring: Isabelle Huppert, Iris Bry, Hippolyte Girardot, Kamel Guenfoud, Liliane Rovére, Rebecca Marder, Farida Ouchani, Yasin Houicha, Rachid Guellaz.

French / Arabic with English subtitles

Patience Portefeux (Isabelle Huppert) is having an existential crisis.

She’s working for the narc squad, translating Arabic to French, where she spends a lot of time listening to small-time dealers talk crap as they incriminate themselves and end up being put away for 3kg of hash.

But this one’s a big one: 1.5 ton.

So when the stash is lost, Patience sees an opportunity to finally make some money.  To look after her mother in care (Liliane Rovére) and her two daughters.

To live the good life.

It’s like watching Patience evolve backwards in time.  Back to the carefree girl in her father’s boat, fireworks patterning the sky ahead.

The film starts as a recording of voice like an electronic expression, Patience like those little green bars rising up and down as she turns one sound into another.

Her neighbour and building manager say the other tenants call her the ghost.  Or they used to.

As Patience seizes her opportunity, she lifts, her colour rising with her confidence.  She starts to wear red lipstick.  Philippe (Hippolyte Girardot) her boyfriend and now chief of the narc squad comments that she might look like a small fragile woman, but her new confidence and strength makes him see her like the dealers he puts away.  Little does he know.

La Daronne, AKA Mama Weed is a character study without getting too deep, more a message of, ‘I just like it when life finds its path.’

There’s a sweetness and I can relate to that disillusion when life suddenly reveals itself.

There’s some humour – Patience named because, as her mother says, she stayed in the womb for ten months.  That requires patience.  And there’re some thrills as, Mama Weed goes about trying to off-load 1.5 ton of hash.  But it’s light-hearted as she deals with guys nick-named Scotch and Cocopuff.

And that consistent light-heartedness gets trying with the, I’m-an-older-lady-with-a-sharp-tongue, so these small-time dealers do whatever she wants?

But more than anything, La Daronne is a movie about a hardworking lady with a past, doing what she can because in the end, you can’t escape who you are.  Or you can try.  Patience?  She turns around and embraces it.

Greta

Rated: MA15+Greta

Directed by: Neil Jordan

Written by: Neil Jordan, Ray Wright

Produced by: James Flynn, Lawrence Bender, John Penotti

Starring: Isabelle Huppert, Chlöe Grace Moretz, Maika Monroe.

Like the ominous drone of a train running through the tunnels of the New York City subway, Greta is all about the darkness that runs beneath the surface.

Frances (Chlöe Grace Moretz) has that newly-arrived innocence.  She hasn’t been bitten by the nasty of New York.  Originally from Boston, she lives with her best friend Erica (Maika Monroe (It Follows (2015)) in her loft.

Frances still believes in doing the right thing.  Until she meets Greta (Isabelle Huppert).

Greta has thought of the perfect ruse, preying on the kindness of ‘suckers’: she leaves a green leather bag on the train with an identity card, amongst other convincing paraphernalia, noting her address.

So when Frances finds the bag (and Lost and Found is closed – but would they be closed all the time?  I wasn’t entirely convinced…), she takes the bag back to the rightful owner – much to the disgrace of Erica: ‘This city’s going to eat you alive’.

A telling statement for what’s to come.

The kindness of the older French woman, Greta, seems to fill a hole in Frances’ life; to become the mother figure that’s missing after the death of her mother the year before.

But Greta is sticky.

And as the worldly-wise Erica says, The more persistent, the more crazy.

Writer and director Neil Jordan, ‘saw GRETA as a story about obsession. Every friendship begins with a promise of sorts, he believes: “‘I’ll be your friend if you’ll be mine. We’ll share things. I’ll tell you about my life, if you tell me about yours.’ If those little gestures are used in a malevolent way it becomes kind of terrifying.’

Greta feels like a classic style of psychological thriller, such as the stalking films, Misery (1990) and Fatal Attraction (1987); but with the older crazy woman being the seductress of a young girl.  Greta invades the life of Frances, demanding everything like an obsessed lover.

Isabelle Huppert, ‘interpreted the script as an ambiguous love story.’

And the closeup camerawork make the most of Chlöe Graces’ (as Frances) pretty face that adds to that strange dynamic of: Surrogate daughter? Friend? Lover?

But I’m not sure why this dynamic didn’t quite resonate with me – the idea of the trap is clever.

As is the splicing and camerawork of the descent of Frances’ capture.

There’s this strange brevity from Isabelle Huppert as Greta, her clever euphemisms and light dancing of stockinged feet giving Greta more dimension than just crazy.

I believed the kindness and intelligence more than the psychopathic nature of her character.

And I think this is because the depth of psychology or explanation wasn’t explored – why was Greta crazy?

And what happened to her husband?

Not the psychological thriller I was hoping for but there’s some clever here with some tense and surprising moments.

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