★ ★ ★ ★ ☆
Love (2015) by Gaspar Noe is, once again, one of the director’s reinvention of what film can do. Like Enter the Void, the narration uses blinks in order to shift through different scenes except this time, we are external, we see everything happening as internal dialogue occurs in our anti-hero as he deals with the meaning of love between two women. The film is self aware in that it knows its own themes and that Gaspar Noe himself is cameos in dialogue to the point where it could be autobiographical.
I saw the film in 3D which does something that almost mocks 3D films in that it makes what feels real more real than it already is to the point where, if you were to take a step back and tell yourself that it is a film, the 3D seems silly, but when lost in the long sex takes, passionate and dirty, it feels real in the most beautiful way.
As you go through the film, you wonder, how much sympathy can you give our anti-hero after realizing all the stupid mistakes he’s committed? How much sympathy do you have for his arrogant American-ness and terrible delivery of lines?
A cross between Simon Killer and Blue is the Warmest Color, with surprise cameos from Petra Collins, you have yet another film experience that Noe cleverly delivers.