n more than one occasion in writer/director Jean-Pierre
Jeunet's Amelie a character leaves his motorpad unattended and unlocked
for long periods at a time, but it's always there when he comes back for it. In
another scene, the heroine witnesses a corner grocer browbeating his helper and
she wants to fight back with a witty retort, but can't think of one -- that is,
until a man appears in the sewer grate behind her and passes onto her the
greatest comeback in the history of mankind.
That's the kind of things to expect
from Amelie, a French movie about a 20-something girl who lives her life
one fantasy at a time. That is, until the death of Princess Di (the movie is set
in 1997 France) sets about a chain of events that leads the girl, Amelie (Audrey
Tautou) to decide that she should spend the rest of her life helping others, but
along the way forgets about her own personal happiness.
Amelie is a French film where nice people gets to
live happily ever after and not-so-nice people gets their comeuppance one way or
another. (A not-so-nice person of note is the corner grocer, who Amelie
dispenses justice to in very creative ways.) The movie starts off with a quick
recap of Amelie's life, from the lost of her goldfish as a child to her mother's
death at the hands of a Quebec woman who does a suicide swan dive off a church
If you haven't figured it out by now, things in Amelie never
happens in the real world. Movies like Paul Thomas Anderson's Magnolia
proves that coincidences happens everyday, even when no one ever notices it, but
Amelie's coincidences take the cake and wanders into the world of
complete fantasy. If you go into the film knowing and accepting this premise,
then you'll most likely enjoy yourself and not think, "That can't happen in
real life." No, but it can happen in movies like Amelie.
It cannot be stressed enough that director Jeunet knows how
to frame a scene. Every shot in Amelie is painstaking in its brilliant
use of bright pastel colors and its delicate, perfect arrangement of furniture,
actors, and background. No shot is too small, no scene too short for Jeunet to
lavish over. The man has a good eye for frame composition, what the French call
mise-en-scene. Every single frame of Amelie is a lovely ode to the French
neighborhood where the movie takes place. It's movies like this, shot in this
fashion, that makes foreigners want to visit France. Unfortunately, I doubt if
the real France is this fluffy and magical. But reality doesn't matter, since Amelie
seems to take place in a world all its own. A magical world where everyone just happens to speak French.
To describe the many subplots of Amelie is doing the
film injustice. There are multiple storylines, from Amelie's own love life (or
lack thereof) to her quirky neighbors and their own past and personal problems;
to her father, who has not been himself since his wife was killed by the Quebec
jumper; to Amelie's co-workers at a café. Every character that graces Amelie
have very individual personalities, quite a difficult task, since the film has a
long cast list. There's Nino, a man who collects discarded public pay photo
booth pictures; the ex-boyfriend of one of Amelie's co-workers, who stalks his
ex and dictates everything she does into a microcassette recorder; and there's
Amelie's neighbor, who has been painting the same Renoir picture once every 20
years for some odd reason.
That is not to say Amelie is a perfect movie. It's a
good movie, but after a while it does loses its luster. The magic, as it were,
starts to wear off. There's also the rather lame sequence of mistaken identity
and sitcom-like situations toward the end with Amelie and Nino that tarnishes an
otherwise pretty unique film. Although I enjoyed the film, I didn't find it
particularly groundbreaking, especially in light of the work of Paul Thomas
Anderson, who has been weaving complex multi-character films for a while now.
And Anderson does his film in the frame of reality, an even more difficult task
given the constraints of real-life.
So go into Amelie for a fun time, just don't expect
too much. It's a fun, silly film, but it's not nearly as deep as its makers
would like us to believe.