Peter von Kant

Not my favorite ozon. The film tries to merge a fictional account of fassbinders own chaotic relationships and the actual plot of petra von kant by changing the gender of Hanna's character and changing petra von kant with peter von kant (who is basically fassbinder himself). This however does not work as good for a number of reasons. More relevant to me is the sense that the power relations between the couple in fassbinders original was more of a professional success kind of thing whils in this one is more like peter von kant cannot deal with his boyfriend free love ethics. That makes the film seem strangelly (considering ozons previous films and the source material) monogamous. I was looking forward to this one because i really liked water drops on burning rocks but i left the theater a little bit disappointed. It is not a bad film by any means it just felt kind of colorless.

Though I've never seen Fassbinder's original Bitter Tears, I don't really think I have to in order to enjoy François Ozon's version. I loved just everything about it: the whole thing being very theatrical, the setting, the colours, the music, the texts and the silences (there's one character who doesn't speak at all but he's always there and he's fantastic!), but most of all I loved the grotesque-ness. I believe this is one of the best, classical means to express the vices of society and our human nature in general. Most of the characters in the movie, of course, are pathetic, hysterical, manipulative and violent but it is through this exaggeration that we understand that sometimes this picture is just a mirror for us to look at.

This film returned me to the basics of what a classical comedy should be. Great cast, impressive acting, gorgeous costumes and amazing photography.

I must say that, following all the male roles taken by women in, eg, modern interpretations of Shakespeare (will a man ever again be permitted to portray King Lear?), it makes a nice change to see a man take a female role, as François Ozon adapts Rainer Werner Fassbinder's play/film/opera for a male lead. Denis Ménochet gives a good portrayal of the mercurial, self-indulgent film-maker in what turns out to be an at times uneven production.

A constant presence in the background is Karl, von Kant's assistant. Played by Stéfan Crépon, he has no lines but instead conveys his emotions by facial expression. This would be a difficult task for any actor, and at times Crépon over-does the eye acting as Karl gazes, hurt, at von Kant, following yet another example of his employer's disregard of his feelings. The other male character is Amir, object of von Kant's affections. In this role Khalil Gharbia provides the weakest performance of the film, at times too obviously acting even in such a mannered production as this.

The film was worth seeing once, but I doubt I will bother watching it again.

In my opinion, François Ozon has never made a bad film, and this one is no exception. This is his twist on the film Petra von Kant's bitter tears by his role model Rainer Werner Fassbinder. Several reviews I've read point out how brilliantly Ozon interprets the original film. As I have not seen Fassbinder's film, I must judge Ozon's film for what it is.

This is not a film for the masses. Most of the film takes place inside an apartment, with three people. Especially the main character Peter Von Kant, played masterfully by Denis Ménochet, makes an impression. He is the great director who appears both eccentric, very self-absorbed, but also vulnerable. The film is about Von Kant and his great love/infatuation Amir (Khalia Gharbia). The two are wonderful together, showing the complexity and challenges of relationships. Fassbinder's regular actress Hanna Schygulla also appears in the film in a cool supporting role. Last but not least, I must not forget Stefan Crepon who plays Peter Von Kant's oppressed butler/servant/helper. What an amazing achievement to have such a presence, without almost a single line! As you may have gathered by now, I enjoyed the film very much. I'm already looking forward to what François Ozon comes up with next.

Anyone who is familiar with Rainer Werner Fassbinder's play, or more likely his 1972 film version of 'The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,' will quickly recognize how closely filmmaker Francois Ozon has adapted the prior work. There are differences here, certainly, by which Ozon makes his rendition its own creation - most notably but not exclusively in making his chief characters men instead of women, and in accentuating the central relationship between von Kant and the young protege. Ozon also emphasizes the extremity of the emotions at play, whereas Fassbinder was more restrained and subtle. The foundation remains undeniable, however, and the essence intact; some lines or scenes are copied almost exact, for that matter, and there's no mistaking nods on the soundtrack. The result of that duality, finding something new to create among the familiar spaces, is a faithful if more actively spirited reimagination of a classic, and one that's quite worthy in its own right.

Both for the similarities and the differences I appreciate Ozon's screenplay, rich with extra sharp and emotive scene writing, and often biting dialogue, in relating a recognizable story with complicated characters. Ozon's direction is just as admirable in orchestrating every shot and scene; he illustrates a keen eye for shot composition, and his heavier stress on strong feelings at once makes the tableau perhaps more vibrant, and definitely more acrid. One recognizes the stage play underneath the heightened energy, but it's been twisted in his own way. In turn, I dare say this approach allows the cast greater license, too, making their performance burst in hues of more intense vitality; mind you, not for one moment would I dream of critiquing Margit Carstensen, Irm Hermann, Hanna Schygulla, or their co-stars of fifty years prior, for Fassbinder's feature was exquisite, just in a manner unique from Ozon's as it relied more upon nuance. Regardless, I think there's hardly any arguing that Denis Ménochet shines like the star he is; as the demanding, jealous title character he veritably explodes with immense vitality that does most of the work to carry the film, and it's a joy just to watch him work. In contrast, Stéfan Crépon's deeply understated portrayal of put-upon but loyal assistant Karl almost threatens to outshine other members of the ensemble, including Khalil Gharbia as fiery young Amir, or the inimitable Isabelle Adjani as she plays Sidonie in this version. If that doesn't speak well to Crépon, then I don't know what does.

Meanwhile, there's no overstating what tremendous work was turned in here by those operating behind the scenes. Manuel Dacosse's cinematography is unexpectedly rich and smooth, inherently making the viewing experience a pleasant one by his effort alone. The production design and art direction are tremendous, a dazzling array of color and artful arrangement that's easy on the eyes; I'd love to explore every inch of von Kant's apartment. The costume design and hair and makeup are no less lovely, and hats off to the underappreciated sound department for crystal-clear audio. Really, by and large I think 'Peter von Kant' is pretty fantastic, and more than not I think it quite stands side by side with its predecessor, each in a manner slightly apart from the other. The one especial criticism I'd offer in this instance, I think, is arguably one of comparison, but I think it's a reasonable one of its own accord: It bears repeating that Fassbinder's picture was one of restraint and subtlety in telling its story, and there's no disputing that Ozon treads more heavily upon the feelings at play. In so doing the passion of the tale is brought forth, yes, but there's also a point to be made that it feels a tad imbalanced in the process, or maybe just simply a little blunt. It's a delicate balancing act that the filmmaker sought to achieve, and I think it came off to swell success, but not necessarily to perfection.

It's a matter of personal preference whether one favors Fassbinder or Ozon; there are worthy arguments to be made either way. Even as this 2022 title maybe comes up short ever so slightly, mostly I don't think there's any real question of which is discretely better, and it's just a matter of which style of storytelling one prefers. In any event, 'Peter von Kant' is surely marked by superb acting, writing, and direction, not to mention craftsmanship, and however one thinks it stacks up next to 'The bitter tears of Petra von Kant,' it's well deserving in its own right. Unless one is a major fan of those involved there might not be a major reason to seek it out, but this is a terrific drama that's worth exploring if one has the opportunity.