Film Review
In 1994, Mathilde Seigner made an impressive cinematic debut as the
lead in
Rosine, director
Christine Carrière's first feature. Twenty years on, the
two women are reunited for a film in which Seigner once again plays the
single mother, but this time failing dismally to cope with the teenage
son from Hell. It's Carrière's first film since her
well-received social realist drama
Darling
(2007), and it struggles to be much more than an embarrassing misfire,
a strong central performance from Seigner not withstanding.
Une mère has some striking
similarities with Emmanuelle Bercot's
La
Tête haute (2015), both revolving around a wild
adolescent who seems incapable of reform as he rushes towards adulthood
and the threat of an extended period behind bars. But whereas
Bercot succeeds in getting us to sympathise with the plight of her
self-destructive teenager in her involving drama, Carrière fails
to deliver much more than yet another turgid piece of social
miserablism, as lacking in substance as it is clunkily ineffective in
its direction.
Carrière is at least blessed with her casting choices, with
Seigner on fine form alongside co-star Kacey Mottet Klein, the
revelation of Ursula Meier's
L'Enfant d'en haut (2012), in
which he played a far more sympathetic teenager. Klein brings a
gruesome reality to his portrayal of a feral adolescent who is unable
to control his violent outbursts, let alone tame his criminal
tendencies, and you can readily see the actor gunning and slashing his
way through an ultra-violent gangster film in a few years' time,
without so much as batting an eyelid. The problem is that,
despite the immense effort they put into their performances, both
Seigner and Klein have an uphill job trying to make their characters
look like real human beings. Carrière insists on making
them resemble crude archetypes - the woefully inadequate mother and the
thuggish son - and there's a painful lack of subtlety, both in the
characterisation and the way in which the characters interact.
With the main protagonists sketched as thinly as possible, thereby betraying a scant
comprehension of the underlying issues, the spectre of social
determinism is conjured up to explain it all - Seigner comes to accept
that it is because she has failed as a mother that she has ended up
with a monster for a son.
Despite the pedigree of its cast and director,
Une mère has all the same
failings as Philippe Claudel's equally disappointing
Une
enfance (2015), stemming primarily from its author's
inability (or willingness) to get too closely involved with the subject
matter. Instead of trying to help us understand why a mother and
her son should end up with such an antipathetic relationship, the film
merely presents it as a given and we either accept what we see or we
don't. Contrast this with
Rosine,
in which the intense bond between a mother and her daughter is examined
with delicacy and genuine compassion. There's no such tact or
emotional realism in
Une mère,
just two ill-matched characters locked in mortal combat like mindless
automata. Seigner makes us feel her character's distress in
a few scenes, and we can understand why a teenager with such pronounced
behavioural problems should feel so alienated from his mother - but
it's all so superficial and coldly mechanistic. What's missing
from this film is real human feeling and an impression of hope that
both characters have a future. After Emmanuelle Bercot's
emotionally charged film,
Une
mère can't help feeling drearily sterile.
© James Travers 2015
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