![]() ![]() ![]() If Noé doesn't succeed in his goal of exposing the void that separates physical pleasure and emotional love, he gets points for trying, constructing a film of phoney surfaces and calling attention to them in a dazzling way, even though those surfaces never amount to much more than self-parody, featuring ridiculous call-backs to his previous films. The film strikes an awkward but charming balance between the filmmaker's typical brand of in-your-face sincerity and a more reserved narrative structure, abandoning the thrilling spiritual nonsense of Enter The Void for something more human and smaller in scale. Noé comically employs what he believes to be the signifiers of the generic "mature art film," showcasing Paris at its rainiest from inside barely decorated apartments and blaring an incessant guitar soundtrack, as if to mask his more vulgar tendencies. Instead, Love 3D is full of mostly vanilla sex, dreary interiors and phoney introspection, meant to evoke the notion that the French enfant terrible of 2000's shock cinema is entering a more serious phase of his career. After the formal audacity of Irreversible and Enter The Void, following up those films with a 3D porno promises a certain kind of lurid sleaze reserved for only the bravest of fans. ![]() Gaspar Noé's Love 3D is a tease, but not in the way one might expect. ![]()
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