Rendez-vous

It is hard to figure out the point of Andre Techine's "Rendez-Vous" (1985). I suppose it can be officially classified under "Romance", but there is no romance or love or even erotic heat in it. The characters are stereotypes: the nerdy good boy, the aggressive bad boy, the slutty girl with a heart of gold, the wise enigmatic mentor. Furthermore, the film is set in Paris but shot in a curiously claustrophobic manner. A young Juliette Binoche bares all, and Jean-Louis Trintignant, entering the picture in the second half, brings some gravitas to the screen, but overall it is a hollow, uninteresting film. ** out of 4.

Oh sooooo disappointing. The most helpful thing I can tell you is Don't Bother! Sure, the acting was great, fearless etc etc. but the script was so very baaad. The writer/director et al- they just couldn't decide WHAT to do with this story. Actually, the only really interesting thing for me in this film- is the performance of Lambert Wilson doing a young Jeremy Irons.'I'm sure my film experiences of him are stunted but I have only known him as a comedic/semi-comedic actor.He does a very riveting job as the tortured soul here. But still, there are so many good films directed by Techine or starring these actors; just skip this one.

Notice how the jackets of just about every video, especially the French ones, SHOUT how SEXY the movie is. In Krzysztof Kieslowski's "Blue," par example, Juliette Binoche and the film are touted as being so, so sexy. But it wasn't, and neither was she. However in "Rendez- Vous" you will see a Juliette Binoche with enough sexual power to awaken a dead man-not to say that this movie is as good as Kieslowski's "Blue." It isn't, but it's not bad.

Binoche is full of energy as a provincial French girl with a flair for the stage new to the lights of gay Paree. She plays fast and loose (and natural) with the men she meets, and dodges some serious trouble before working it out with the man she really wants. Characteristically, Director André Téchiné leads us close to the dark side of sex without really offending our sensibilities.

Jean-Louis Trintignant appears in a small role that anticipates his triumphant creation as the admiring older man in Kieslowski's "Trois Couleurs: Rouge" nine years later.

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Juliette Binoche was only 21 when she made this film, but it was her eighth film. This is really a pointless, offensive, and ridiculous film for which the director was of course awarded Best Director at Cannes, and Binoche was awarded a Best Actress Cesar (which proves how crazy judges can be, and how perverted they are as well). I imagine Juliette Binoche must be hideously embarrassed to think this terrible film of her cavorting around naked in compromising situations is still available on DVD. It is harder than soft porn, and purely gratuitous in its graphic displays. Binoche was not at all interesting at the age of 21, and all of her fascinating qualities developed later when she began to look like a woman: as a girl, she was seriously dull. I do not mean to say that Binoche did a bad job of acting; on the contrary, she did very well, but why bother? This film is a wet dream fantasy of a sick director of the 'let's get the lead actress's kit off quick' school of thought. Everybody in the film is obsessed with sex, death, and all those really new things none of us has ever thought about, so we need the wacko director to remind us. Why didn't he just make a sexy vampire film and be less affected and pompous? If you want horror, death, and sex, there are always vampires to turn to. Instead, we have here a lot of twaddle about Shakespeare and other mock-profundities. How absurd this all is. Binoche ought to get her kit back on. Really, there was no point in taking it off. On the other hand, there is a Cesar for the mantlepiece, I suppose. But was it worth it? This is a film only for psychotics.

André Téchiné made this 1985 film RENDEZ-VOUS before his promising career was established, giving us such fine films as My Favorite Season, The Innocents, The Wild Reeds, Beach Café, Alice and Martin, etc. The sensitivity to character development is tightly wound in this work but some of the finesse that followed his later works is missing. In the end we are left wondering a bit about what happened to almost everyone.

Nina (Juliette Binoche in her first film role) has traveled to Paris from her small home in Toulouse to try her hand at acting and to live the wild life that has been unavailable to her in Toulouse. She beds nearly every man she encounters and acts bit parts in small theaters, barely eking out an existence. Tired of one night stands and sharing quarters with others, she sets out to find her own apartment, stopping in to a realtors office where she encounters Paulot (Wadeck Stanczak) who is immediately smitten with her sensual good looks and manner. Having no place to stay Nina agrees to spend a few days with Paulot in a flat shared with the hauntingly strange Quentin (Lambert Wilson). Nina is oddly attracted to Quentin and is somewhat put off by the fact that Quentin is an actor in a sex theater. We discover Quentin narrowly escaped death some time back when the actress playing Juliet to his Romeo was killed. Nina has an approach/avoidance conflict with Quentin, all the while fending off offers by the pathetic Paulot to care for her. Quentin is killed in a car accident, Nina meets the elderly director Scrutzler (Jean-Louis Trintignant in a splendid cameo role) who promises her the role of Juliet in his casting of the Shakespeare drama, and her career as an actress seems to be launched. Full of self doubt and fear stimulated by the ghost-like appearances of the dead Quentin, Nina prepares for the role, copes with Paulot's advances, shares a flat with him, and is finally left in the stage wings with her focus on becoming an actress challenged with her needs for physical and stable love. And we are left there.

Juliette Binoche is very fine in this her 'maiden voyage' and it is a happy finding that she is far more beautiful (as well as a far better actress) in her current more mature state. Lambert Wilson gives a fine performance, finding the line between lurid sexuality and lonely afterlife ghost a position he easily treads. The film definitely has moments but it is only a hint (and a strong one) of just what to expect form the gifted André Téchiné. Not bad for a twenty year old film! Grady Harp