Le bassin de J.W.

A horrible movie. This static, stagy, talky film (filmed play would be a better term) works out as something akin to a blasphemous religious play. The late Portuguese director Joao Cesar Monteiro, who plays "god" here, seems to think that his anti-religious, amoral ideas are very fresh, but de Sade wrote better (whatever one might think of him) more than two centuries ago. He's not even a Buñuel, whose irreligious movies could be infinitely more smart. There's also room for Monteiro's cinephilia in the movie (the J.W. of the title stands for John Wayne and refers to a dream of the iconic actor moving his pelvis in the north pole) but this sort of cinephilia is terribly dated too.