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REVIEW: DVD Release: Rapt























Film: Rapt
Release date: 13th September 2010
Certificate: 15
Running time: 120 mins
Director: Lucas Belvaux
Starring: Yvan Attal, Anne Consigny, André Marcon, Françoise Fabian, Alex Descas
Genre: Drama/Thriller
Studio: Chelsea
Format: DVD
Country: France/Belgium

Reflecting a growing disaffection with the economic ruling classes, Belgian director Lucas Belvaux’s 2009 kidnapping drama is both thought-provoking and entertaining.

Parisian businessman Stanislas Graff (Yvan Attal) has the kind of life most people can only dream of. He is hugely wealthy, enjoys powerful connections, and has a wonderful home, complete with a loving, beautiful wife, Francoise (Anne Consigny), and two doting daughters, but all of this doesn’t seem to be enough for him. As we soon discover, he has made a habit of being unfaithful to his wife, and has a serious gambling problem that is spiralling out of control.

When he is kidnapped, and one of his fingers is cut off to be sent with a ransom demand, we feel more sympathy for his wife and daughters, if not his coldly indifferent mother, than we do for him. It becomes clear, as his gambling and womanising ways are exposed by a baying media, that his personal wealth is not as large as previously thought, but his business colleagues agree to advance the money to his wife for his ransom payment, perhaps more out of expediency and the desire to put an end to the embarrassing media revelations than any genuine concern for their director’s well-being.

As the media revelations continue to mount, and the police increase pressure on Francoise and the board of Stanislas’s company to do things their way, the kidnappers begin to lose patience, but are in no hurry to forfeit their chance at getting their hands on the kind of wealth that Stanislas allowed to slip through his fingers…


Given the nature of the story, and Stanislas’s flawed personality, it would have been easy for Belvaux to slip into a heavy-handed social commentary about the dispossessed trying to even the score against a rich and unscrupulous tycoon, so it is to his credit that Rapt functions primarily as a taut human drama that is as subtle as it is stylish. Stanislas may be an arrogant scion of wealth and a cheat, but he is only human, and in the hands of his kidnappers his perceived power, in a cruel twist, only makes him more vulnerable.

What also gives Rapt an edge over most other films of this type is the way Belvaux focuses on the fear and confusion experienced by Francoise and her two daughters. The daughters, in particular, are forced to confront the fact that Stanislas may not be the perfect man they thought he was, and when they discover that their mother was at least partially aware of his philandering ways, they feel that she is complicit in having created the illusion of a perfect life that now lies shattered around them.

Where the film does take on a more pointed political edge is in its treatment of the business and political figures that Stanislas works with. Belvaux takes care not to overdo this side of the film, but he does not shy away from presenting the majority of these characters in an unflattering light. Most of them are only concerned with what they see as a public relations problem and the ongoing profitability of the company, while Stanislas’s second in command, Andre Peyrac (Andre Marcon), seems to quietly relish the opportunity to take control.

As the tension mounts, and Stanislas unravels under the pressure, it begins to look as though certain parties would prefer him to disappear for good, and there is even a suggestion that he may have organised the kidnapping himself in order to get the company to pay off his debts.

Aided by editing and cinematography that add to the slowly building tension, and sense of emotional unease, Belvaux has delivered an absorbing and, at times, almost austere dramatic thriller that avoids mainstream gimmicks. If there were a Hollywood remake, which is apparently on the cards, Rapt could well end up looking like a cross between a big budget advert and a pop video, with lots of flashy editing, saturated colours, pointless effects, fanciful camera work and an obtrusive soundtrack, but Belvaux knows when to hold back and maintain a sense of distance.

An experienced actor himself, Belvaux has also coaxed excellent performances from his cast. Yvan Attal handles Stanislas’s transition from an assured man of power to a cowering physical and mental wreck with consummate skill, but it is perhaps in the latter part of the film - spoiler alert - when he impresses most. Once he has been released from the clutches of his kidnappers, Stanislas is arguably at his least likeable. Reunited with his wife and daughters, he is more interested in seeing his dog than confronting the conflicted emotions of his family, and responds with petulance and remarkable selfishness to their feelings of betrayal.

Anne Consigny is even more impressive as Francoise, and is nothing less than mesmerising as a woman who struggles to keep her dignity and sanity intact while trying to support her children in the face of agonising humiliation and fear for her husband’s life. In many respects, Francoise is the heart of the film: a woman torn between the old order and the uncertainty of the new; between her priviledged, if fatally compromised life and the chance at another, less submissive existence.


In some respects, Rapt is a conventional kidnapping drama, but Belvaux invests it with a heady sense of weight and an awareness of context that transforms it into a film of unusual power and intelligence. JG


REVIEW: DVD Release: 5 x 2























Film: 5 x 2
Release date: 12th September 2005
Certificate: 15
Running time: 90 mins
Director: Francois Ozon
Starring: Valéria Bruni-Tedeschi, Stéphane Freiss, Géraldine Pailhas, Françoise Fabian
Genre: Drama/Romance
Studio: UGC
Format: DVD
Country: France

What would be the five defining moments of a great relationship? This is the question explored by François Ozon in his 2005 love story 5 x 2 (Cinq Fois Deux). Five critical moments in a relationship between two people, and how they shape it from its inception to its demise.

The film’s five scenes are presented in reverse order, beginning with Marion (Valeria Bruni Tedeschi) and Gilles (Stéphane Freiss) at the end of their relationship going through the ugly motions of divorce, and then proceeding back to a hotel room for an even more uncomfortable last sexual liaison before parting for good.

Next we go back to a dinner party with Gilles’ brother and his male partner, where the guests reveal secrets of their past infidelities, and where Marion and Gilles’ son is a toddler. Then at hospital for the birth of their son (for which Gilles is notably absent). Then the night of their wedding, and finally the moment on a summer holiday when the relationship first begins.


Playing the story out in reverse is a technique we’ve seen used before in Gaspar Noe’s Irreversible and Christopher Nolan’s Hollywood hit Momento, and it’s particularly effective here. When we first join the characters, we are not yet emotionally invested in them and so observe the relationship impassively. We see the years of compounded bitterness and regret in their body language, and wonder how this couple who clearly still care for each other could ever have reached this stage? It’s this curiosity on our part that is the strength of the film. Over the course of the 90 minutes we learn exactly where and when the seeds of doubt and mistrust have been planted, and how they’ve grown and eroded over the years until that first (final) scene.

While the scenes are reversed, the dynamic of the action remains fairly straightforward - the film playing on the fact that often the most tumultuous events in a relationship are those at the beginning. Telling the story backwards gives us a sombre beginning, a turbulent middle and builds to an elated finish as the couple first meet and marry. The later scenes (detailing the beginning of their relationship) also carry an added weight because we’re privy to the knowledge of how they’ll eventually play out. They say that hindsight would be a wonderful gift to have at the time, well in 5 x 2 the audience is granted that gift.

The two leads are superb, with Stéphane Freiss completely believable as the arrogant, controlling Gilles, mesmerising as he recounts a story of an orgy at a dinner party while his wife squirms in embarrassment next to him. Valeria Bruni Tedeschi‘s performance as Marion is a study in subtlety and a pleasure to watch. In the same scene, her face is a mask of controlled despair, eyes shattering behind an impassive façade as Gilles gleefully recounts the story.

Ozon and Emmanuèle Bernheim’s screenplay is beautifully reserved, the dialogue touching and occasionally brutal, while the surefooted camerawork achieves genuine intimacy without ever feeling intrusive or voyeuristic.

Ozon has commented that the Italian love songs which punctuate the film were chosen for their “over the top sentimentality,” to level out some of the intensity of the storytelling. It’s an effective tool, for although things get pretty dark, there is an omnipotent sense of care and affection woven into every scene. We’re left in no doubt how much Marion and Gilles care deeply for each other, despite the problems they face, and how much Ozon cares for his characters and seems to genuinely lament their inevitable tragedy.

In the final beautiful shot we see Marion and Gilles wading out into the sea, swimming tentatively into unknown waters. Given what we know this has a particularly weighty relevance. Gilles comments, “There are really strong currents,” to which Marion replies, “But it looks so peaceful.” As they disappear into the distance, we know they’re both right.


Some will undoubtedly find the story simply too everyday to be exceptional, but there are hidden depths behind the banal, and on repeat viewing 5 x 2 emerges as a prime example of the kind of insight and intimacy European cinema achieves so effortlessly. By the end, we’re so entrenched in the evolution of the relationship that it’s painful to watch the new love affair as it starts to blossom. Weighted down as we are by the knowledge of what’s to come, the reveal in the third act hits home with the kind of emotional impact Hollywood blockbusters can only dream of. LOZ