Film Review
After helming two reasonably successful dramas -
24 mesures (2006)
and
Des vents contraires
(2011) - and an ambitious biopic -
Yves Saint-Laurent (2014)
- Jalil Lespert widens his directing repertoire further by moving into genre
territory with his first thriller. A remake of Hideo Nakata's Japanese
film
Chaos (1999),
Iris is a slick erotic thriller that seems
to owe a great deal to Alfred Hitchcock's
Vertigo and Brian De Palma's
Body
Double, without making much of an effort to forge its own identity.
It's the classic film noir set up, with a collection of familiar archetypes
hopelessly enmeshed in a tangled web of deceit and deception, but Lespert
obviously has fun playing with the familiar motifs and whilst his film is
hardly original it is seductive and thoroughly enjoyable.
Iris owes a fair chunk of its dubious appeal to the colourful performances
from the three lead actors, who have no trouble elevating the subject above
its brazen trashy B-movie status. Romain Duris, at his moodiest and
most enigmatic, makes a suitably tough and charismatic noir hero, easy prey
for the seductively sensual femme fatale Charlotte Le Bon. Lespert
also takes a leading role (the first time he has appeared in a film he directed)
and is barely recognisable as a puritanical financier (he has been absent
from the screen for far too long in recent years). It's a perfect line-up
for this sordid little tale of perversion and manipulation, one that has
enough surprising twists and turns to prevent the film's derivative premise
from being too apparent. Pulling back from the ill-judged ostentation
of his earlier biopic, Lespert shows a laudable restraint in his mise-en-scène,
and this helps the film's credibility enormously. Lespert hasn't proved
himself the equal of Hitchcock yet but he is shaping up to be a remarkably
versatile and competent filmmaker.
Iris is his most stylish
film to date.
© James Travers 2017
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Film Synopsis
One day, Antoine Doriot, a wealthy banker, takes his wife Iris out for a
meal at a restaurant in the heart of Paris. As he settles his bill,
Iris steps outside to wait for him. When Antoine leaves the restaurant
his wife has disappeared. A few hours later, he receives a telephone
call from a stranger informing him that Iris has been kidnapped and will
only be returned to him if he pays a ransom of half a million euros.
The police are soon on the trail of the missing woman, with captains Nathalie
Vasseur and Malek Ziani leading the investigation. The obvious suspect
seems to be Max Lopez, a divorced father and garage mechanic who owes a large
sum of money to Doriot's bank. What Antoine does not know is
that the abduction was a charade conceived by his wife to extort money from
him...
© James Travers
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