Notre paradis

Even in a relatively free country, approaching prostitution and hedonism within sexual minorities is a challenge, how to remain below porn and above hypocrisy. To a large extent, Notre paradis has managed it under depiction, but at the expense of smooth and well-grounded plot. The viewers get no explanations to several moments happened in the past, and the inclusion of Anna's family splits the script in two in an awkward manner, paving the way for trivial, yet expected ending. The performances, however, are memorable and vigorous, creating a kind of uneasiness and letting you ponder on and over "indecent" matters...

One thing is clear: one must be an open-minded person to watch this film. The visual can be pretty, but the background and apprehensions never are.

Wow, Our Paradise! This movie blew me away from the first frame. One of the best gay movies I've ever seen, its strengths include its indisputable realism. The trolls, the johns, the older men are cast and played to perfection. You forget you're seeing actors who may or may not be gay. As a gay man you might be afraid you are seeing embarrassing bits and pieces of your own life exposed on that screen.

Prepare to be shocked. I've never seen such negative gay themes presented so convincingly. Sort of like a gay version of Natural Born Killers on steroids. Death, dismemberment and destruction as entertainment. Yet you can't take your eyes off the handsome but immoral and psychopathic main characters, the street-trash couple (Stephane Rideau as Vassili, and Dimitri Durdaine as Angelo) who wreak havoc on anyone in their destructive path. Their love is so real, so palpable, that you yearn to see them survive the bloody nightmare, le merde, that is their lives.

I only wish I spoke French, the language of this movie. There are English-language subtitles, but however good the captions are, there is just no way to capture every nuance spoken in such a sophisticated language as French. It's the language that gave us such elegant terms as soixante-neuf, menage-a-trois, frottage, mon choi, voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?, and so many more.

Our Paradise is magnificently filmed on location in Paris and elsewhere across France. You feel as if you were standing in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. I normally don't watch films in a foreign language, but the title fooled me into thinking it was in English (original title: Notre Paradis). One glimpse of the mesmerizing story and I was hooked regardless of language. Available on Netflix.

A simple recipe , easy to shock,being , in essence, a beautiful, delicate love story. A cold, precise, realistic, maybe, portrait of gay circle life. The only problem - the murders, except, off course, the last.. Dimitri Dourdaine has physical traits for be a sort of Antinous or Tadzio but, in same measure, it explores the role in fair manner. The suggestion of Hadrian Antinous couple sounds nice and works decent. At the end , maybe, the most significant scenes are the first, with admirable Jean Chrisophe Bouvet remembering his youth as beginning of circle. Surprising, more than seductive film, for suggestions, aspects of every day life explored in wise manner, the end and the gentle manner to define the characters. It is one of films who propose , at the final, more a ball of states than a story in proper sense. And that is its precious virtue. To discover loneliness, love, frustrations expressions, soft use of nudity and sex scenes, loyalty in high measure, lonely motherhood and murder as way of justice in sort of Raskolnikoff perspective. A good film for its messages first.

A kind of soap or soap-and-splash opera, with well played moments (like at the beginning Jean-Christophe Bouvet flamboyantly enjoying his vinyl record). Maybe engaged by moments of soft porn, the movie doesn't step back to consider its characters, let alone have them think themselves about what they are doing. Since it involves murder, there's a problem. The title may want to suggest that the central characters are Rimbaud and Verlaine, but the artificial paradise here is a pill at bedtime. The younger, Angelo, is there to be dressed or undressed, and gives no indication he knows or doesn't care what his partner is up to. Stéphane Rideau (the elder Vassili), with a hint of gut, can't be an éphèbe anymore, but he seems to know his business as a prostitute and what roles he can now play, so it is very hard to know why he isn't able to deal with older clients. The child, young Vassili (a genetic conundrum the name), does have a better sense of the plights he is in than anyone else.

It's such a great love story it brings together the pain of how homosexuals have to live but yet you can't feel sorry for they intentionally Go out of their way to hurt people just to survive but they take it to a little bit of an extreme it kind of shows you how during the whole movie it's almost as if you don't feel bad for what they're doing because they make you think it's what they have to do to survive but if we were to see this from a different point of view we would see that what they're doing is wrong and in a criminal act the fact that they're in love kind of makes you feel like what they're doing isn't so bad because they're doing it for love but that is wrong they are killing ceiling just to find happiness little did they know they could find happiness trust within each other and they have but they took what they had for granted and wanted more this is definitely a highly recommended movie I've loved it!