La critique de London City's nights (fin)
Here’s where I have a slight problem with the film. The character’s desire to lose their virginities is presented as a worthwhile goal in and of itself. Who they lose them is entirely irrelevant. There’s evidence that this is a conscious directorial choice, the sex workers we meet later on are entirely personality-free, so much so that some cases they don't even warrant having all their speech subtitled, about as clear a signal a film can send that these people aren't worth our attention. So, as far as the characters and audience are concerned they are ‘simply’ walking vaginas for the leads to penetrate, thus proving their adulthood and masculinity and achieving what the film paints as a literal spiritual fulfilment.
This disconnect between love and sex bothers me a bit. It’s right at the centre of the film, and though there are a few notable mitigating elements that ease the morality of the situation, the two wheelchair bound leads achieve spiritual and physical fulfilment through the physical act of sex rather than through any true emotional development.
Fortunately, there is one notable, strong female character at the centre of this film, Claude (Isabelle de Hertogh). She’s a combination driver/nurse/bodyguard/mother/lover for our leads, an unvarnished woman who takes no shit from her occasionally petulant and childish charges. Without her presence the film would be toast. She provides the necessary counterbalance to the adolescent lust that propels the plot.
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There is a somewhat unlikely development late in the film that strikes me as a little far-fetched, but Hertogh is a good enough actor to sell it in the moment.It’s also a credit to the film that it’s not afraid to have its disabled protagonists act selfishly, obnoxiously and even overtly unpleasantly. There’s a condescending tendency to show characters with disabilities as selfless and saintlike, but Enthoven is clearly confident in the quality of the performances and script, he knows that even if we see a character behaving like a little shit, we'll still be sympathetic. Philip in particular is a real pain in the arse, and when a passer-by grabs him and angrily yells that just because he’s in a wheelchair he doesn’t have the right to insult people it feels entirely justified.
It’s critically important that we don’t relate to these characters purely in terms of their disabilities. For the first act of the film it’s quite easy to think of them purely in terms of their disabilities, but by the mid-way point we've seamlessly begun understanding them in terms of their personalities and ambitions. That this process is so invisible to the audience is a testament to three outstanding performances by our leads.
It’s a bit unfortunate that this should come out in the wake of The Sessions, which has somewhat stolen this film's thunder. Good though Come as You Are is, everything from the emotional development right through to the occasionally painfully realistic depiction of disabled life is more effective in The Sessions. But that aside, this film has a great script, is intelligently directed and has four perfectly pitched bits of character acting. Come as You Are let us engage with a situation that might be awkward and uncomfortable,but is nonetheless a reality for countless people around the world. Well worth a watch.
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