It's just for show,that "Iris" :deep dark atmospheres, superb Paris by night shots , depths of field in ominous corridors, actors who give the whole thing the kiss of death with zombie-like performances ,unsupported by a pretentious directing,and a screenplay which seem complicated instead of complex.
At first sight ,"Iris" looks like a classic old thriller :the lady vanishes ;but no sooner had it begun than we realized that it's not: you should not go by appearances : the husband is not the romantic loving kind ,the mechanic is not a true kidnapper ;it's not a spoiler ,it's the very beginning of a story of "manipulations" which will give you a headache .
Medical confidentiality does not seem to exist anymore in old France,for both cops -the woman tells she has already cheated on his partner/colleague- know all about the distraught(?) husband 's sexuality ,who spends 2500 euros to pay prostitutes to satisfy his nasty habits : it used to be "scandalous" ,now it is simply mundane :in 1971,in "Juste Avant La Nuit ',Claude Chabrol began his movie with a S/M scene bourgeois Michel Bouquet enjoyed ;Clouzot's "La Prisonnière" (1968) hinted at it too.Here we attend the whole S/M delight ,complete with whiplashes,tatoos ,boots ,bondage ,all the paraphernalia ...
If you can catch up with the plot,much good may it do to you ! But this kind of "deep" "complex" but "meaningful" story ,we'be been through it all before .
"I could sleep for a thousand years " ,after watching that ,but I would need some aspirine ."I'm tired, I'm weary".
Take Polanski 's "Venus in furs" instead ,if you are interested in the subject.
At first sight ,"Iris" looks like a classic old thriller :the lady vanishes ;but no sooner had it begun than we realized that it's not: you should not go by appearances : the husband is not the romantic loving kind ,the mechanic is not a true kidnapper ;it's not a spoiler ,it's the very beginning of a story of "manipulations" which will give you a headache .
Medical confidentiality does not seem to exist anymore in old France,for both cops -the woman tells she has already cheated on his partner/colleague- know all about the distraught(?) husband 's sexuality ,who spends 2500 euros to pay prostitutes to satisfy his nasty habits : it used to be "scandalous" ,now it is simply mundane :in 1971,in "Juste Avant La Nuit ',Claude Chabrol began his movie with a S/M scene bourgeois Michel Bouquet enjoyed ;Clouzot's "La Prisonnière" (1968) hinted at it too.Here we attend the whole S/M delight ,complete with whiplashes,tatoos ,boots ,bondage ,all the paraphernalia ...
If you can catch up with the plot,much good may it do to you ! But this kind of "deep" "complex" but "meaningful" story ,we'be been through it all before .
"I could sleep for a thousand years " ,after watching that ,but I would need some aspirine ."I'm tired, I'm weary".
Take Polanski 's "Venus in furs" instead ,if you are interested in the subject.