Review by Sean Boelman
French filmmaker Quentin Dupieux has reached a point in his career where he’s able to crank out multiple films a year, surprisingly without suffering from diminishing returns. The first of his two 2023 pictures to make its debut stateside, Yannick, is a brief but potent satire that sees him straying away from his recent maximalist tendencies without losing sight of what makes his voice so distinctive.
The movie follows a jaded construction worker who decides to see a play on a rare night off. However, when the performance is not to his standards, he decides to take matters into his own hands and demand a more entertaining evening. Shot quickly and quietly, Dupieux’s latest is the type of film that doesn’t feel subversive until you start peeling back its layers. As is the case with most of Dupieux’s output, Yannick is delightfully brief, clocking in at a mere 67 minutes in total. However, Yannick is minimalist in even more ways than that. The entire movie is set in the confines of a single location — a small theatre — and has a much more grounded plot than his usual repertoire. The absurdity comes not from whimsy and fantasy but from the frankness with which Dupieux approaches this topic. It will come as no surprise that Yannick is Dupieux’s most meta film since Reality and perhaps even exceeds it in terms of self-referential commentary. Dupieux is clearly reflecting on the criticisms that have been levied against him in the past, with the end message being that, above all else, he just wants to give people a good time. He succeeds in that goal with flying colors.
Although this lacks the laugh-out-loud humor of Dupieux’s past work, its incredibly sharp observations are often quite funny. It’s definitely a lot more esoteric than most of the French filmmaker’s comedy, but those who have been following Dupieux’s work for a while, or are at least attuned to the idiosyncrasies of French comedy, will be able to get on the movie’s sardonic wavelength.
Part of what makes Yannick work so much better than other satires exploring the relationship between artist and audience is that Dupieux does not feel like he is asking for pity or even sympathy. He doesn’t villainize the stand-in for critics — in fact, he’s the most sympathetic character of the bunch. But as an artist, he also shines a light on the artists’ perspective and the effort and passion they put into their craft, even if it doesn’t turn out as expected. Raphaël Quenard is hilarious and unexpectedly charming as the eponymous interruptor. For a character who spends most of the runtime shouting and complaining, Quenard manages to not come across as whiny. The rest of the ensemble is also good, mostly functioning to bounce off Quenard. Yannick puts up a low-key guise, but if you really engage with the film on its own level, it’s one of Dupieux’s most nuanced works. Although its focus on meta-commentary makes this a mostly fans-only affair, those accustomed to the absurdist filmmaker’s ways have another delight on their hands. Yannick streams on Mubi beginning April 5. Rating: 4/5
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