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“Dédales” on the screen, “Radio Daisy” in Paris Eté, “Flesh” in Avignon… The choices of the culture department of “Libé” this week

This week, we liked, among other things, an astonishing thriller titled Miracle in VO and Dédales in VF signed by a Romanian filmmaker, Bogdan George Apetri, film professor at Columbia University. We also recommend to live a counter-experience to the utopias of the return to rurality, the drama As Bestas by Rodrigo Sorogoyen in which Denis Ménochet discovers an aspect of Galicia that had escaped him before deciding to launch into the organic vegetable garden! If you are in Paris, don’t miss the audio and submersive journey of the Bordeaux scenographer Cécile Léna and wherever you are, you can dive into the still little-known discography in France of the American group Redd Kross. And remember to stay hydrated.

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“Mazes” by Bogdan George Apetri, diving in double waters

You have to very quickly accept getting lost in Dédales, because that’s all you’re going to do, from the first images. People are screaming, making phone calls, praying. We vaguely understand that we are in a convent, somewhere in Romania. One of the young nuns, whom we follow directly in the face, in tight, quivering shots, seems worried, the ticking of a clock inexorably ticking off the seconds above her. Eventually she finds herself outside where, with the manners of a pickpocket, she crosses a courtyard, enters a road and, out of sight, gets into a taxi. She’s going to town, she says, to see a doctor. During the journey, the outside world gradually jumps in his face: the driver’s patriarchal condescension, drunks clinging to the doors, bawling music blasting from the car radio. Reality too – a passenger tells her she should have gone to see the doctor sooner: “You don’t heal by praying!” Once there, she follows a strange route, full of false leads and appointments changed, postponed, not honored. Our article.

Mazes by Bogdan George Apetri, with Ioana Bugarin, Emmanuel Parvu, Cezar Antal… 1h58.

“As Bestas”, Galicia to the dregs

After his portrayal of a corrupt politician, dropped by everyone in El Reino then a story of a relationship between a mother who has lost her child and a teenager whom she identifies as the missing person (Madre), the Spanish filmmaker Rodrigo Sorogoyen pursues his investigation of what could be called the limits of the social game, this moment when what makes the obviousness of professional, friendly or family relations troubled and reorganized around a nucleus, no longer of harmony, but of anguish and muted violence. Our article.

As Bestas by Rodrigo Sorogoyen with Marina Foïs, Denis Ménochet… 2h17.

“The Night of 12”: hell is men

When they don’t burst their eyes, it’s well known, evidence makes you blind. La Nuit du 12 confronts one of these facts as we no longer see them, surveying the tiny space between the banal and the unthinkable. We come out stunned to have learned there, as for the first time, that misogyny is the fundamental subject of thrillers. That through our detective films, our noir novels and our miscellaneous facts, the frightening biography of the male sex is written again and again. Our article.

The Night of 12, by Dominik Moll, with Bastien Bouillon, Bouli Lanners, Théo Cholbi (1h54)


“Radio Daisy”, by Cécile Léna: the best of the airwaves

Rare are the occasions to see a car parked in the inner courtyard of a high school. Even less when it comes to an old model, which has followed a singular journey, to both end up stripped and reborn as the star (although not a Ford) of an artistic project, here included in as part of the ubiquitous and multidisciplinary festival (theatre, dance, circus, performance, etc.) “Paris l’été”, spread over three weeks in July. The black Panhard is therefore there, a taxi with an old-fashioned meter-storyteller waiting for its passengers, a maximum of two, seated on the back seat, for a static race of a few minutes, where, by the sound broadcast and the projected image, we will notably cross Michael Curtiz’s Casablanca to the unalterable tune of Play it Again, Sam, while a spleenetic rain falls through the windshield. Our article.

Radio Daisy, by Cécile Lena, as part of “Paris l’été”, Lycée Jacques-Decour, free admission, until July 30, then on tour, in Mâcon from September 9 to October 8, Le Mans from October 14 to November 5…

Shirley Jaffe wears soft color at Pompidou

An orange line that runs along the top edge of the painting, twists. Below, a black rectangle refuses to close in on itself by excessively extending one of its sides, while a sawtooth green bar wanders in the middle of the canvas, overwhelmed on all sides by squadrons of all shapes and sizes. also irregular. Entitled The Brown Frame (2011), it seems to have hoped to contain them by drawing a brown frame around the edges. But it’s a waste of time: the string of brightly colored patterns cheerfully exceeds the limits. This work by Shirley Jaffe is like many others exhibited in the retrospective that the Center Pompidou devotes to the American artist, who died in 2016: upsetting the usual regularity of geometry, it makes it drift, twists, stretches it and turns the painting into a kind of wasteland where the shapes gesticulate and jostle each other, without ever trembling. Our article.

Shirley Jaffe, “An American in Paris”, at the Center Pompidou, in Paris, until August 29.

At the Pompidou Center, Tatiana Trouvou has a sense of disorientation

In the semi-darkness of the vast hall of the Center Pompidou, where Tatiana Trouvou’s exhibition is being held, some of her large drawings, with their absinthe green or metallic gray backgrounds, take on an incandescent glow, while others, smoky, seem to camouflage their patterns in the darkness of the places where they are suspended from threads. Tableaux volants, however, all represent indeterminate spaces which could be a workshop or a gallery (since there are picture rails and works) of which we do not know, however, whether the exhibition is in the process of being hung (there are scaffolding) or if the project has been left in limbo and then abandoned to the weeds, vines and heaps of earth that invade it. Our article.

Tatiana Found, the Grand Atlas of disorientation, at the Georges-Pompidou center, in Paris (75003), until August 22.


“Neurotica” by Redd Kross, we still cross it

Cheap Trick, Replacements, Ween: there are dozens like that. Groups raised to the rank of institution in the United States whose notoriety borders on nothingness here. Largely ignored in Europe, Redd Kross for his part never left the cross voices at home either, while everyone predicted a path to Sonic Youth or Nirvana. It must be said that the group, from the South Californian punk scene where it was founded in 1978 by brothers Jeff and Steven McDonald, has never done anything like the others. Our article.

Redd Kross, Neurotica (Merge Records)

“A Bit of Previous”: Belle and Sebastian still have dog

Now a quarter of a century old, the small Glasgow troop led by boy scout Stuart Murdoch has not given up on its illusions of eternal youth. Even combined with the past, the galvanizing Young and Stupid unpacked from the outset proves, at least musically, that nothing will undermine their trumpeting enthusiasm, despite the “creaking bones” and the relative indifference to which they are subjected. Admittedly, around them there is always a devout fan club, which they embarked on a cruise-concert in the Mediterranean three summers ago (like Frank Michael but for romantics between two ages, with pink skin, loving the alcohol, little Jesus and choruses face to the wind). Our article.

Belle and Sebastian, A Bit of Previous (Matador/Beggars)


Avignon Festival: “Flesh”, body shush

Here, a discovery! Finally, the exhibition in the “in” of a theatrical signature whose work does not travel at regular intervals to various subsidized stages – Elise Vigier, Christophe Rauck, Anne Théron – or whose invitation is not a repetition of a previous edition of the Festival d’Avignon. The Belgian company Still Life has never been programmed in France except for a raw subject in 2015, and we can hope that the four short plays – as we say short film – which are shown until July 25 will make people want to programmers to take an interest in it. Our article.

Flesh by Sophie Linsmaux and Aurelio Mergola until July 25 in Avignon, February 13 and 14 at the Festival de Liège and from April 18 to 22 at the Les Tanneurs theater in Brussels.

Avignon Festival: Jan Martens, lack of anticipation

The courtyard of the Palais des Papes is reputed to be a monster devouring its children. Place of sanctification as of disintegration of the directors and choreographers since 1947, it often frightens the two chosen ones who, each edition of the festival, are chosen to present their creation there in front of a human tide of international professionals and intransigent guardians of the temple. So is this a way for Jan Martens, this young Flemish choreographer who this year won the pompom after Kirill Serrebrennikov, to give a big middle finger? Rather a caress on the cheek of conventions… Our article.

FUTUR CLOSE until July 24 at the Festival d’Avignon, in April at the Théâtre de la Ville in Paris.


Polar: a convict stuck in bad luck

We loved his first novel, Sleeping Eagles (Série Noire, Gallimard), published in 2020. An exciting and breathtaking noir novel on the criminal trajectory of an ordinary man who will find himself caught up in Albanian mafia networks. An incredible description, an implacable condemnation of the Albania of Enver Hoxha and that which followed when thugs and killers wanted to fill the voids left by the fall of communism. Our article.

Peter Punk in Wonderland, Danü Danquigny, Série Noire (Gallimard), 288pp, 19 euros (13.99 euros in kindle format)

“Hana” by Alena Mornštajnová, the past recomposed

As an illustration, a candy pink donut covered in crunchy sugar and dripping with chocolate… In the title, a first name that is pronounced in one breath, delicate: Hana. The cover of the book by the Czech Alena Mornštajnová invites you to sink your teeth into a creamy and comforting novel. Deception! The cake in question: this is the starting point of the drama, the object of evil which, on that winter day in 1954, “had burst into our house”, ready “to stretch out its greedy fingers towards us, to strangle all hope and sow death. He transmits typhus to the parents and siblings of the heroine Mira – characteristic irony of Mornštajnová, Mira is the only one to survive because she is deprived of dessert. At 9 years old, “she no longer has anyone to love her”. Our article.

Alena Mornštajnová, Hana, translated from Czech by Benoît Meunier. The Blue and Yellow Editions. 344pp., €23 (ebook: €14.99).

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