Das Imperium

Bruno Dumont's "L'empire" presents a visually stunning journey across northern France, capturing its landscapes-from fields to sea and sand dunes-with tasteful drone shots, alongside the grandeur of the Versailles Palace and the Saint Chapel turned spaceships. The cinematography, marked by beautiful landscapes and great shots, is complemented by impressive special effects and beautifully designed vessels, showcasing Dumont's mastery of his craft and general attention to visual detail.

However, beneath its exquisite exterior, "L'empire" delves into an absurd satire where the forces of good and evil grapple over humanity's fate, centering around a child who embodies all the evil in the world. This premise, while intriguing, unfolds into a narrative filled with empty dialogues and scenes devoid of meaningful content. The storyline offers little in terms of character development, despite the peculiar and endearing cast. This aspect resonated personally with me, as the characters' authenticity and their reminiscent nature of my childhood in this region touched a familiar chord.

Despite its potential, the film's attempt at humor often falls flat, as evidenced during its screening at the Berlinale in a theater filled with over 2000 attendees where laughter was notably scarce. Clocking in at 90 minutes, the movie paradoxically feels much longer, plagued by a lack of substantive material and cringe-worthy moments, that neither the visual beauty nor the quality of the effects could salvage.

The sound design, a tasteful blend of classical and jazz, stands in stark contrast to the unpleasant vocal tones of the higher beings and the screeching sounds in moments of tension, offering some auditory relief amidst the film's broader discord.

Dumont tries to tackle themes of power, grandeur, divine and absolute rulership, drawing parallels between the French monumental legacies and the modern, humbler territories of northern France. However, the film struggles to connect these historical reflections with any tangible influence in contemporary society, rendering the battle between good and evil an abstract and ultimately insubstantial concept.

"L'empire" might aim to convey a deeper meaning through its exploration of historical and modern themes, but it falls short, succumbing to a style-over-substance approach. For those seeking a comedy, this film might not meet expectations, leaving much to be desired in both narrative depth and humor. In the end, "L'empire" remains a visually captivating yet narratively unfulfilling experience, highlighting a missed opportunity to blend its aesthetic achievements with a coherent and engaging story.

TLDR: Don't waste your time unless you often find trite tasteless sexist jokes (for both sexes) extremely funny and original.

I don't know what I am more shocked and appalled at: how the director got such a budget for this piece of crap or that it was actually shown on a film festival (Berlinale) AND it is in the Main competition category. Blows my mind.

The movie's plot is a pretty clear allegory for the supposed ^battle of the sexes^. Also supposed to be a comedy. A parody. I have one memory of the crowd actually laughing out loud at something in this movie. So well, a very successful comedy it wasn't.

For a brief moment I thought it might be more than that - like for example satire of French teenage villagers and their forming worldviews. The Goths against the Mainstreams. Or something of this kind - slightly more fun. No. It is as banal and onedimensional as it looks - from start to finish.

Men's team is the monarchy represented by machos who grope women but also all women love them. Women's team are democratic warriors fighting for equality and solidarity but who also get emotionally attached to machos instantly.

Other than establishing such novelty cliches, the movie does literally nothing else. Oh, there is a joke about French police being useless. That was funny for a moment. But then it also quickly got boring and repetitive.

I am giving it more than one point because it is possible to sit through the movie without wanting to hurt yourself. Although on a side note, I watched it in the cinema and the extremely loud screechy music and sounds (which are so on purpose, I think) made me often have to tone it all down by covering my ears.

I'm so glad for the continued existence of filmmakers like Bruno Dumont in this world of endless remakes, reboots, sequels, prequels. I mean, those that adore Wes Anderson for the uniqueness of his vision never saw a flick like "L'Empire". None of the descriptions I've read online really describe it adequately, and I don't think I can either, but since I write reviews of every movie I see, I'm going to give it a try.

The movie is described on Wikipedia as a parody of the Star Wars movies and big budget Hollywood flicks in general, set in Dumont's home of coastal northern France.

In what way is it really a parody of anything, though? The only ways in which the movie references Star Wars is that there's footage of spaceships and two of the characters have lightsabres for some reason. I wonder if Lucas has sued them for that yet. If you broke wind right now and it sounded like the opening bars of Imperial March you'd probably get a cease & decease letter in the mail from him tomorrow morning.

Aside from that, the movie does the typical French flick thing of having two utter babes in the cast, and then showing them being pursued and even coupled with some weird looking guys. The two who get the most screentime both kind of look like rats. One of the two looks like a younger version of Splinter from Ninja Turtles. He has rodent-like facial features, and the fact that he is very hairy adds to the effect.

The Splinter-looking guy decapitates a couple of people with his lightsabre for some reason, and the other guy effortlessly seduces one of the babes, saying to her "Regarde!" ("Look!") when he should have told her to "feel", because he grabs her hand and puts it on his groin.

How was this parodic of Hollywood? There was some guy who looked like Barry Humphries as Les Patterson dressed like Harlequin in a flying cathedral saying some things. Was he supposed to be the main bad guy? I also remember a bit toward the end with a bunch of horses gathering. Maybe it was supposed to be like a showdown between the good guys and the bad guys, though I don't know if there really was one... or if the movie really had good guys or bad guys. Hollywood flicks always has those, but French ones don't necessarily.

I don't know. I didn't really get it, but I did kind of enjoy it.

Bruno Dumont's blend of avant-garde and drama is interesting as I have enjoyed his works in the past. Unfortunately, his recent films haven't been impressive and The Empire is his worst film to date.

Dumont explores a satirical sci-fi tale about the world and people. Despite the great usages of VFX, camerawork and some really interesting concepts, what falls flat is the bad writing, really unlikeable characters and bland approach. Dumont fails to understand to balance between the sci-fi concepts and satirical avant-garde approach properly. What could have been an interesting tale ends up being dull because the characters are underwritten and the writing suffers from having concepts that don't work well and moments feeling as if nothing was happening. It doesn't have that hard punch to what Dumont is wanting.

Alongside with some of the dialogue being awkward and poor, it's pacing and themes are uneven. It felt like as if Dumont saw Dune and decides to make his version of it, but not understanding how to develop the characters or make it interesting.

It's a disappointment.

Arbsurd comedy which is not funny, but a great example of cringe movies. It could be compared with Monty Python, but not funny, with Jodorowsky surrealism, but with much worse psychodelics.

Banal dichotomy of good and evil, 0 and 1, classic and jazz, black and white, men vs women is deconstructed in a form of lengthy and dull parody of a cosmic opera with light sabers set in rural scenery. It lacks development of characters, story progression and accessible humor. Any potential message is obscured by its nearly incomprehensible cinematic language and weak satire.

This philosophical battle between good and evil within human nature, which nowdays is more important than ever, could be imagined by viewers with the screen turned off, without any loss of emotions and meanings.