Wild Grass
(2009)
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Wild Grass
(2009)
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| Sabine Azéma | ... |
Marguerite Muir
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| André Dussollier | ... |
Georges Palet
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| Anne Consigny | ... |
Suzanne Palet
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| Emmanuelle Devos | ... |
Josepha
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| Mathieu Amalric | ... |
Bernard de Bordeaux
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Michel Vuillermoz | ... |
Lucien d'Orange
(as Michel Vuillermoz de la Comédie Française)
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| Edouard Baer | ... |
Le narrateur
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Annie Cordy | ... |
La voisine
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| Sara Forestier | ... |
Elodie
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| Nicolas Duvauchelle | ... |
Jean-Mi
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Vladimir Consigny | ... |
Marcelin Palet
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Dominique Rozan | ... |
Sikorsky
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Jean-Noël Brouté | ... |
Mickey
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Elric Covarel Garcia | ... |
Acolyte aviation
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| Valéry Schatz | ... |
Acolyte aviation
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A wallet lost and found opens the door to romantic adventure for Georges and Marguerite. After examining the ID papers of its owner, it is not a simple matter for Georges to turn the red wallet he found in to the police. Nor is it that Marguerite can recuperate her wallet without being piqued with curiosity about whom it was who found it. As they navigate the social protocols of giving and acknowledging thanks, turbulence enters their otherwise quotidian lives. Written by Anonymous
Wild Grass begins, more or less, with a man finding a stolen wallet and returning it to the woman it belongs to. He then becomes obsessed with said woman and stalks and harasses her. She falls obsessively in love with him in turn, like you do.
Okay, let's cut straight to the point: the script is dreck, concealing its misogyny under layers of nonsensical character interaction and forced quirk. Cinephiles, who have never been really concerned with scripts in the first place, have lapped this up and praised it as a sign that the octogenarian Renais still has it. (And as an aside, it is totally badass that him and Godard are both still making films at this point.) And that's not wrong. The actual film has all of the charm the script lacks: it looks gorgeous, and between the lead actors and Resnais's idiosyncratic directing the film manifests most of the charm its script tries for.
And that's all well and good, but a film cannot subsist on charm alone. It's no a long movie, but the back half felt like an eternity to me. If you like movies where people wander around Paris and talk about old movies, this one is for you. If you don't, this is pretty to look at, but it's best not to look beneath the surface.