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Don't Let Me Die On A Sunday

1999, Movie, NR, 90 mins

DON'T LET ME DIE ON A SUNDAY | J'AIMERAIS PAS CREVER UN DIMANCHE
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You may think you've seen it all, but unless you've seen Didier Le Pecheur's sex-laced drama about disaffected young French people, you probably haven't. Ben (Jean-Marc Barr) and Boris (Patrick Catalifo) are morgue workers, inured to suffering by their work and addicted to pornography and freaky sex during their off-hours. Ben is at the center of a loose-knit group of sexual thrill seekers, and he's always first in line for a new experience. So it's perhaps inevitable that when the body of Theresa (Elodie Bouchez), a beauty who's overdosed during a rave, is brought in, he seizes the opportunity to break the ultimate taboo. Even Ben, however, is unprepared for what happens next: The girl wakes up. The resurrected Theresa declines to press criminal charges, but Ben is suspended from work and abandoned by his long-suffering wife (Zazie). Driven by the need to meet the man who brought her back from the dead, Theresa seeks out Ben and is drawn into his world of desperate sensation seeking. She also discovers his capacity for kindness when he masterminds the kidnapping of Nico (Jean Michel Fete), a friend in the terminal stages of AIDS; Ben escorts Nico to a country hideaway where he can die surrounded by people he loves, rather than in an impersonal hospital ward. Le Pecheur's second film (following his 1996 black comedy NEWS FROM THE GOOD LORD) recalls the late Cyril Collard's SAVAGE NIGHTS in its examination of French slackers and their hyperbolic reactions to the threat of AIDS. Though quite sexually explicit, it's anything but a sleazy turn-on; Le Pecheur's focus is on character, and his characters are pitiful in their willingness to try anything that might overcome their numbness. If not an entirely successful film, it's a bold and haunting one. leave a comment --Maitland McDonagh
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