Backstage

This 2005 film was surprisingly good, thanks to very deft and often subtle direction by Emmanuelle Bercot, who co-authored the script. She establishes an intense mood, a dark song of love, that nevertheless remains rooted in ordinary reality, despite occasional histrionics by one or another of its leads. A superb supporting cast (including Noemie Lvovsky) provides human touches and Emmanuelle Seigner, as the adored diva, and Isild Le Besco as the smitten fan, approach one another with a mix of curiosity, fear, and affection. This theme has been done before, notably in Tom DiCillo's sentimental and funny "Delirious," but "Backstage" has a European air, like Chopin's "Tristesse" Etude. Bercot is careful not to let it go over the brink, keeping the mood disciplined and the story within the boundaries of reality, despite the younger woman's often neurotic behavior. A relationship movie that is intriguing.

Granted, this movie depicts what I would imagine any celebrity driven to the edge by fame and it's expectations, would go through. A woman who's life of being a celebrity appears just as unstable as the former, Amy Winehouse or likened to Britney Spears. These were also women of the early 2000s era where bottling things up was the way and events and expectations were more extreme and outrageous. Versus the current times we're in where it's become brave and admirable for celebrities to be outspoken about their truths of the industry, defending and protecting themselves and their sanity more so.

Not sure what the director, Emmanuelle Bercot was trying to accomplish with this film, however.. my assumptions were that this was merely a 'Once upon a time' tale of an overworked celebrity and a crazed fan. A story that I'm sure holds small truths to the lives of those who've been in these situations before. This seems like a story told for the fun of it, for that I can't be mad.

I personally feel like there could've been more scenes with the two women, but nonetheless, it is what it is.

Emmanuelle Bercot - popular in France, little-known in the U.S. - may make a name for herself with "Backstage," opening today [1/5] at the Embarcadero Cinemas.

In this film she directed last year, a teenage groupie's fantasy comes true, turns into a nightmare, then resolved with a bizarre and chilling double-cross, in relentless action that often borders on melodrama.

If Bercot did nothing else except cast Isild Le Besco to play Lucie, the true believer in Lauren, a Blondie/Céline-like pop star (Emmanuelle Seigner), she would deserve much credit. Lucie is totally obsessed with Lauren - her room a shrine to the singer, every word of her songs memorized and internalized - and Le Besco makes the character scarily believable.

A veteran of 32 movies, the 24-year-old actress has the face and temperament of a chameleon, she is far from "Hollywood-pretty," but has a mesmerizing presence. It's high time American audiences get to see her. Le Besco's "strangeness, raw presence, combining a child's gentleness with the disturbing qualities of madness" (in Bercot's words) make an indelible impression.

Fan and star cross paths, and the monstrous diva brings the often catatonic idolater into her dysfunctional, chaotic life. All the power is on one side in this relationship, and yet - shades of "All About Eve"! - Lucie gets her way unexpectedly at times. A large, capable cast rounds out what is essentially a duet for the two women.

Without lecturing or preaching, Bercot unmasks ugly aspects of celebrity worship. Her script for the film ranges from pedestrian to insightful. As so many movies today, "Backstage" suffers from the lack of a decisive editor, overstaying its welcome by running almost two hours. It may remain unrated, but the realistic/intimate depiction of the pop star's life definitely puts it in the "R"-plus range.

It would be lazy, but not really inaccurate to describe this as a modern-day French version of "All About Eve". It has a lot more sex (I said it's French) and kind of a bisexual twist (it's modern-day French). The story involves the young fan (Isilde LeBosco)of a pop star diva (Emmanuelle Seigner) who finds her way into the inner circle of her idol, but manages to sow a lot of discord by becoming involved with the idol's jackass boyfriend as well as inciting a no small amount of inter-generational lust in the idol herself. . .

Emmanuelle Seigner is perhaps MOST famous for being Mrs. Roman Polanski, and she has really done her best work in her husband's movies like "Bitter Moon" and "The Ninth Gate". She's not a GREAT actress, but she's always been a sexy and fearless performer. She seems a little long in the tooth to be a "teen idol", but, hey, she's a lot younger than Madonna. Isilde LeBesco seems to be a rather ordinary-looking girl, but she also possesses a hot little body which she has been showing off in French movies since she was the French-version of barely legal (I suspect Seigner probably had to keep her nubile co-star here away from her notorious husband). Seriously, LeBeco is also a very decent actress, and this movie is really both a classy French dramatic thriller AND a pretty hot inter-generational, bisexual sex romp. But if you prefer the former, I'd also recommend the similar French film "Love Crime", and if you prefer the latter, I'd recommend the film "Nathalie" with the other French Emmanuelle, Emmanuelle Beart (which was recently re-made as Canadian/US co-production "Chloe").

As for THIS film though, it's not "All About Eve", but it's certainly not a waste of time either.

A teen-age fan of a Madonna-eque pop star ends up befriending the star, and before long all sorts of boundaries start getting crossed. Picture a dash of "All About Eve", a little "3 Women", and mix in some "Almost Famous" and you have some of the feel of this dark, but fun brew.

Terrific performances by the two protagonists – Emmanuelle Seigner as the singer, Islid Le Besco as her obsessed teen protégé drive the film, making scenes that could have seemed ridiculous ring oddly true, if strange.

Not everything works. Among other things the singer's music feels far too cute and generic to drive the kind of dark obsession we see. And some twists stretch credulity or reason at moments. But if Bergman had directed "About Famous" we might have gotten something a little like this heady mess of sexuality, loss of self, obsession, complex familial relationships being created and destroyed, loss of innocence, etc. etc.