Nobody Else But You Reviews
This melancholic "Fargo" like thriller comedy puts a focus on the bitterness and sadness Marilyn Monroe was living through during her lifetime channeled via the fame thirsty character Candice and her similar demise. The mix between comedy and bleak drama is not working as the film doesn´t know what it wants to be. "Nobody Else But You" is stale, clichéd, slow, boring and not that funny. Rather more tragic and unsatisfying. You can easily pass on this one.
With more than its share of homages and references to the past, "Nobody Else but You" is definitely a movie like they just don't make anymore, that of a shaggy detective in a beatup car running down a mystery in engagingly offbeat fashion. Castle notwithstanding, I usually don't like writers as protagonists but here it works well as I like Rousseau. Plus, the movie gets more sympathy for Marilyn Monroe than any more direct or saner approach would do, even if the movie spells things out a little too forcefully.(And it's a nice touch that somebody says that Candice reminds him of Ann Baxter.) But while the mystery's resolution is lacking, the movie does end on a perfectly bittersweet note.
A mixture of Fargo and Twin Peaks, this film takes a long time to unfold; in fact there aren't any clues to the mystery until about forty minutes into the action. However, once the film picks up speed, it is quite compelling. Sophie Quinton plays Candice Lecoeur like the reincarnation of Marilyn Monroe that the script calls for: she's troubled and lonely and without an independent identity, but her grace and charm make her eminently desirable. By the end of the film, the tragedy of a woman who gets filled up with desires other than her own rings poignantly.
The film's character development of David Rousseau is abysmal. What is his damage? What are his motivations? What about Candice connects to him? These questions are essential, but the film remains silent.
Overall, at the end of the film, I like it enough to try to forget the beginning.
Jean Paul Rouve stars as David Rousseau, a successful crime novelist with a case of writer's block. He arrives in the girl's hometown of Mouthe, on the French-Swiss border, the exact day that the local starlet is found dead in the snow, an apparent drug-overdose suicide. The scene where her body is discovered in a pristine field of snow on the edge of a dark evergreen forest is superbly filmed, and sets the tone for the rest of the movie. Rousseau's investigatory instincts come into play at once as he decides that all is not as it seems, and he sees in the case a chance to revive his literary inspiration. Here too another cinematic echo is introduced... any one familiar with the classic film noir "Laura" will guess immediately that our protagonist is soon to fall in love with "the unattainable woman."
The links to MM come fast and furious, including visual tributes, and it's fun sussing them out, even though a few are telegraphed. The scene where Candice plays with a paddleball on a string in front of a group of men (Misfits) is a particular delight. The investigation is paced nicely - the more we learn, the more we want to know. Minor characters are introduced and all contribute to a totally satisfying package. I'll mention in particular Clara Ponsot as the Goth receptioniste who brings a touch of heat to the writer's frigid hotel (the boiler is busted), and Guillaume Gouix as a young assistant policeman who decides to give Rousseau some timely assistance.
The dénoument is surprising but satisfying and I was left with an interior smile, knowing that I had been titillated, stroked, challenged and satisfied by a new filmmaker with great style and a love of the art. I look forward to more from M. Hustache-Mathieu... highly recommended.