At the 2014 Cartoon Movie co-production forum in Lyon, France, I sat in on a pitch session for the strangest animated feature imaginable. This particular film, an artsy — and, fittingly, hand-drawn — indie titled “J’ai perdu mon corps” (or “I Lost My Body
”), would be told from the point of view of a severed hand, separated under ambiguous circumstances, and the epic quest to reunite with its owner. I left Cartoon Movie intrigued but also feeling reasonably certain that this defiantly unconventional project would never see the light of day.
Flash forward five years, and “I Lost My Body
” not only exists but screened to great acclaim at the Cannes Film Festival, where it was acquired by Netflix
and won the top prize in Critics’ Week. In its finished form, director Jérémy Clapin
’s peculiar undertaking is even stranger than it sounded to me half a decade earlier, and yet, there