Elle

One can't help but note the decidedly brusque tone and pacing with which this operates, pointedly matching the strident personality of the title character, and the uncomfortable curtness of every social interaction. Between these two facets, the picture sits at a peculiar place of seeming to fly past while it's actually moving quite slowly - I was altogether surprised to look at the digital timer at one point to see that I was only halfway through the runtime. All the while, it's hard to get an exact beat on what 'Elle' is doing. It definitely carries itself in some measure as a psychological drama, or at least a character study, with major thriller airs; Michèle Leblanc is plainly fascinating, and the character writing generally is without question the sharpest aspect of these 130 minutes. The scene writing is ferocious and downright ugly, and the narrative at large is as indescribable as it is compelling. Only: what is it that I should be taking away from the viewing experience, especially in regards to dynamics between men and women? That I surely don't know, but it's safe to say that one way or another I'll be thinking about this for a long time.

I'm not familiar with Philippe Djian's novel, and I can't say I've seen other films that David Birke wrote - excepting 2021's superb 'Benedetta' that he co-wrote with director Paul Verhoeven. Wherever the credit belongs, the screenplay is tremendous: a maelstrom of strong emotions, very complicated characters, and horrid violence (a content warning is obviously extremely necessary for depictions of rape), with additional tidbits including not just those gender dynamics but also how we experience and react to violence at different times or in different ways, parent-child relationships, and more. As to any Big Ideas or themes that Djian, Birke, and/or Verhoeven were hoping to communicate, well, I'll need to turn this over in my head a bit more to discover what's hidden within. Even without such considerations, however, the movie is a stark, vivid ride, roundly absorbing and well worth exploring for the sheer excellence it represents. Beyond the writing, that absolutely includes Verhoeven's direction, steady and reliable as it's always been. For as forceful as the proceedings here are in many ways, he nonetheless demonstrates a dexterous, delicate hand in orchestrating shots and scenes that lets them sink in their claws instead of just landing with blunt impact; I shudder to think how poorly this material may have been treated in the hands of anyone less capable.

Everyone behind the scenes turned in great work, too, including fetching production design, costume design, hair, and makeup, and finely executed stunts and effects that are jarring as they present. Yet it's the folks in front of the camera who might be most readily striking of all. It's certainly noteworthy that star Isabelle Huppert received many nominations and awards for her portrayal of Michèle. Yet even in her case, it's not that any of the acting is singular and revelatory, specifically making a huge impression. Rather, it's more that like the broad tenor of 'Elle,' there's an unmistakably fierce, terse edge to the performances (Huppert's above all, by all means) that does much to harness and maintain the vibrant, harsh energy of the feature, propel the plot, and keep we viewers locked in. And really, all these elements work in tandem to achieve that vivid spark, which surely means Verhoeven deserves commendations once again for maintaining such a tight, dark vision over the whole affair, if not also producers Saïd Ben Saïd and Michel Merkt.

Even setting aside the important content warnings this won't necessarily appeal to everyone, least of all for some of the ideas that it plays with and the dire atmosphere. Even for a filmmaker who gleefully dances across extremities and taboos this is a bit of an oddity for his oeuvre, hard to particularly pin down. One way or another, however, the fact remains that 'Elle' is pretty fantastic all around, benefiting from the substantial skill and intelligence of all involved. Whether you're a diehard fan of someone involved or just looking for something good to watch this is well worth checking out. Be aware of the nature of the content, but otherwise just strap yourself in and watch the fireworks.

No, folks, Paul Verhoeven has not changed, not at all, and I doubt if he will in the future. He has never made any French feature before this one, but if I had seen this movie without knowing the director's name, I would have recognized him after only forty five minutes. And if you remove all the provocative sequences, you have the feeling to watch a Claude Chabrol's film, and not only because of Isabelle Huppert's presence. This film looks like a mix up between Verhoeven, Hitchcock and Chabrol, especially concerning the bourgeois families criticism...Verhoeven still loves provoking, shocking the audiences. The screenplay is not made with a strong suspense but despite that, you are glued to this movie. No suspense here, except concerning the rapist identity. But once you know him, you guess that the movie will finish, but it continues, and no, you are not bored. A real curiosity. Isabelle has a way of playing with her face, an expression that only her has. Especially when she says to some one that she has no opinion or something like that. Only her reacts this way.

I did not realise that this was directed by Paul Verhoeven until I had winced my way through it hoping there would be some interesting twist on the psycho-papa storyline.... But no. Yet again Mr Verhoeven goes down the Ladies love rape road, especially powerful ladies. And in the capable Ms Huppert who is a serious French actress don't you know, means you have someone who is willing to perform all kinds of self debasement for the amusement of her director and us! When I got to the end I just sat there thinking "WTF was that all about?" Paul, I believe Rocco Seffredi has stepped down from the rough porn genre so there is an opening for you there. Why not just cut to the chase?

Paul Verhoeven got famous with Robocop and other action-packed sci-fi films. A while ago I watched a couple of his early films which were completely different in style; dramas with a lot to do with sexuality. Now I got to see one of his newer ones. In some way "Elle" goes back towards his roots of love/sex themed drama, but it also more mature compared to his wild youthful early films.

From what I had read I expected a "revenge flick" but that wasn't entirely the case. There is some of that thematic but more than that it's a drama with complicated relations between the characters. To be honest, I didn't entirely understand all of their motivations but I still liked the way it made me ask questions and think about psychology.

Isabelle Huppert is the lead actress and she literally leads the show. She acts very good, and the character she plays is interesting and surprising, and you never really know what she's up to. There is a theme of not agreeing to be seen a victim, and that is pretty much what the main character is about. She can be seen as an empowerment figure, though I also had a feeling that the character had some minor screw loose too. Anyway, however you interpret things the movie probably makes you think things in some new ways too. That's always a good thing that makes movies stand out.

Ps. The hatchet in still images did not have that much use. So if you are looking for a violent action film, then it's probably not going to be this one.

Paul Verhoeven has always worn the mantle of provocateur with pride, from the alluringly pulp "Basic Instinct" to the scandalous stripper saga that was "Showgirls." Even when he dips his toe in genre fare, there's still nevertheless an undercurrent of erotic satire in them (remember the tri-boobed woman in "Total Recall"?). Even when Verhoeven plays it straight, like in the brilliant "Black Book", his films nevertheless drip with sensuality. His latest film, however, takes a more measured but by no means less lacerating tack.

At first glance, "Elle" is so cold-blooded it could almost be mistaken for a Michael Haneke film, especially as it features Haneke's muse, the glacially poised Isabelle Huppert, at its center. Certainly, "Elle" kicks right off in a suitably brutal manner one would typically see from Haneke: namely, the savage rape of its primary character in her own home by a masked intruder. Shades of "Funny Games" certainly are evident here, but Verhoeven nevertheless keeps his own brand of reptilian energy alive in the film. Huppert's Michèle immediately gets back into her daily routine: overseeing the newest release from her video-game company, dealing with the drama of her son's upcoming fatherhood with a girl Michèle cannot stand, and seeing her mother tentatively flirting with a new marriage while her father, a convicted murderer, languishes in prison. With everything on Michèle's plate, a little sexual assault is merely seasoning.

The shocking opening scene will certainly have audiences squirming, and indeed Verhoeven revisits it a couple of times throughout the film as Michèle mulls over the event, with variations here and there as she imagines how she could have defended herself—or provoked him further. And despite her desire to move on from the event, it continues to linger, especially as her assailant sends her threatening texts that he may not be done with her. But rather than go to the police, Michèle finds herself almost being an encouraging presence to her assailant, as though she craves the demeaning, degrading act to which she was subjected.

It is certainly a problematic viewpoint for any film to have: that of a rape victim desiring to return to the act itself. But Verhoeven's lurid sensibility strangely doesn't hit the exploitative level that he typically sets out to achieve. While the story does juggle its fair share of melodramatic subplots (swapping out an affair for a cuckolding here while touching on a dark childhood there), it mostly focuses on playing up the stalker cat-and- mouse theme. Michèle goes the "Brave One" route at first: buying (and using) mace, going to a gun range. But as all of her life's little foibles start to coalesce all at once, it's almost as though she seeks the grim simplicity of simply being a "victim."

I've always found Huppert to be a technically masterful but nevertheless somewhat clinical actress, one whose austerity can sometimes keep us at arm's length when she should instead be drawing us closer, deeper. I find that can be a bit of a detriment to some of her performances, but "Elle" relies on that puritanical presence, and her ascetic approach to her portrayal of Michèle is largely what makes the film work in the first place. She navigates the hectic labyrinth of her life like a ship cutting through thick fog, and even as Verhoeven puts his thumb on the tongue-in-cheek scales, she never once feels like she's in on the joke. Though Huppert was not Verhoeven's first choice (he shopped the script to the likes of Marion Cotillard and Carice van Houten beforehand), she nevertheless feels like the right one. Her flinty nature provides the dour center the film requires.

"Elle" does feel a bit bloated in his second half, and I honestly could've done with most of its tangential subplots being axed. Verhoeven's films generally outstay their welcome in terms of runtime, and Ellecomes dangerously close to that, but Huppert's compelling performance and Verhoeven's approach to the material will keep audiences in their seats, albeit forever squirming.