[Film Review] Beau travail (1999) 8.0/10

Makenna 2022-01-19 08:02:12

Claire Denis' loose adaptation of Herman Melville's novel BILLY BUDD, BEAU TRAVAIL, her fifth feature, continues her narratological stream of consciousness, and whiskers audience to the foreign, exceptionally magnificent Djibouti, where resides a squad of French legionnaires, and our protagonist is adjutant -chef Galoup (Lavant), who recounts in voiceover of the story between him and a fellow soldier Gilles Sentain (Colin).

The story is elliptical, though, negating a linear narrative and minimizing the usage of dialogue (no bull sessions are permitted), what Denis steadfastly concretizes is a state of living of those men (including a 18-year-old Nicolas Duvauchelle), marooned in a foreign land, viewed with vigilance and curiosity by the locals, under disciplinarian commandments. Their common links of confraternity and masculinity are illustrated through sequences of rigid trainings (fatality pops up even in peace time), where their ((interracially wiry) half -naked bodies glistening moistly under ray of sunshine, and corporeal contacts are titillated through a becalmed solemnity, Denis masterfully counterpoises a sensualized female gaze to the dominant male one (those uniforms and green berets!), sans traces of vulgarity or perversity.

But the catch is the perennial green-eyed monster, Galoup's composure cracks when he feels threatened by Sentain's confidence and Adonis pulchritude, especially when Commandant Forestier (Subor) takes a shine to the latter, a prerogative Galoup wants to keep exclusive to himself, yet profoundly, he also feels attracted by Sentain (who doesn't, anyway?), to what extent would he do to snuff his latent desire, even by sabotaging the only way of life he knows of? Denis' existential study on masculine repressed sexuality slits like a scalpel almost vanishingly into the Freudian flesh, there is an elegant brevity, or lightness in it, that is vastly different from male directors.

Denis' long-time collaborator, cinematographer Agnès Godard, is another kingpin in crystallizing BEAU TRAVAIL's sublime beauty, aesthetically records the natural picturesqueness of the desert land, the Red Sea (with volcanic islands nearby) and the salt pan, also soulfully captures the denizens with distinct distance lest it would impose an eroticizing angle on them (as most occidental pictures do), although regretfully, the film doesn't venture much outside the circle of the Legion.

Lavant flaunts his strangely alluring rugged physicality in one of his more tamed performances, that is until he reveals his free-styling agility synchronized with Corona's disco hit THE RHYTHM OF THE NIGHT right in the coda, which Leos Carax would put into great play in HOLY MOTORS (2012). As for BEAU TRAVAIL, it boldly attests, take it or lump it, Denis' unique style (her humane sensibility and unorthodox clarity) has officially come to stay.

referential entries: Denis' HIGH LIFE (2018, 7.6/10); Leos Carax's HOLY MOTORS (2012, 7.6/10); Rainer Werner Fassbinder's QUERELLE (1982, 7.8/10).

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Extended Reading
  • Buddy 2022-03-16 09:01:07

    93/100, the form is nothing more than taking the body in a broken situation (so of course Denis Lavan is chosen), so how the audiovisual presentation, how the emotions are stimulated, and how the mentality is refined become the decisive factors. Claire Denis is obviously the director who knows how to deal with it this way. She can shoot things that others can't. Even the air is wet and love is hidden. Contributing to the film history-level ending, the impact of the posture is like the fiery desert.

  • Ewell 2022-04-22 07:01:48

    A-. It was obscure when I looked at it, but in retrospect I was convinced by its strange strength. With the help of the body's container, Denis interprets a kind of "repression release", internalizing the dramatic conflict and continuing to pressurize it until love, jealousy, and vitality all burst out of the body's blockade. Therefore, it is latent, like the silent eyes, the salt grains covering the face; it is also arrogant, like the blood that dyes the red blue sea, and the knife light of underwater fighting. At the end, the fuse-like pulse beats, and the two forces of interaction are completely detonated in a wild dance: is it the tragedy that can break the bondage until death, or the happiness that is finally free at the end of the day? Through purely physical responses, the film simultaneously completes the composition of ambivalence, the subversion of gaze relationships (women to men, the colonized to the colonizer), and the anatomy of masculinity. It's all about the body, this is an aria written with the body.

Beau travail quotes

  • Commander Bruno Forestier: [subtitled version]

    [in Russian]

    Commander Bruno Forestier: Why did you join the Legion?

    Legionnaire: [in Russian] Commandant, you know what it's like in Russia. No money, no work. I was in the army there for two years. I fought for Russia. But it's impossible to fight just for an ideal. An ideal that just keeps changing. You know what I mean?

    Commander Bruno Forestier: [in Russian] What ideal?

  • Galoup: [subtitled version] Maybe freedom begins with remorse. Maybe freedom begins with remorse. I heard that somewhere.