L'Hypothèse du tableau volé (The Hypothesis of the Stolen Painting) Reviews
An unnamed collector (Jean Rougeul) leads a tour through his reality-defying mansion, wherein six of his owned paintings are mystically recreated in three-dimensional tableaux vivant (Southern Californians familiar with Laguna Beach's Pageant of the Masters festival should easily recognize this term). The same fictional artist created all six works, and the titular "hypothesis" is that these old paintings -- otherwise, rather bland and ordinary -- are thematically linked and embed clues about a high-society scandal involving taboo homosexuality and an occult religious ceremony. The collector proposes that a missing seventh painting is key to clearing up the ambiguity, while an unseen narrator has some different ideas. The actors appearing in the tableaux are less than flawlessly frozen -- they include an unrecognizable Jean Reno in his first movie role -- and director Raoul Ruiz probably encouraged this wobbly element. Imperfect models suit a film about the imperfections of critical analysis.
Recurrent Ruiz collaborator Jorge Arriagada adds a striking, modern-classical score to accompany the slow, graceful camera movements. Listen carefully and see if the singer's steady references to "incessant snow" make any sense to you.
Frankly, not even I consider that such purpose was accomplished. But what about the ride? Flawless, hypnotic, dreamlike. Such mixture of the static and the mobile speaking to us under layers of paint, wood, shadows and images through orgiastic intellectual discussions is one of the most special and spiritually satisfying experiences that cinema has offered... EVER!
Sermons and soda water the day after"
Grapple your options,ladies,gents,the genuine film making of Ruiz objects any little thoughts,admiration you might have had once concerning bio-pics of well-known artists.There is no art without human challenge,thus there is no "real" adventure without a guidance!
No fundamental plot,nonetheless,a canvas of surreal hypothesis.Unlike anything you've seen before...
p.s.: Byron's verses I used in the beginning are the absolute possession of the "artist" inside the film.