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Nothing new from Larry Clark.
The lives and times of a few young skateboarders in Paris. However, their lives consist entirely of skateboarding, getting high and having sex with strangers, sometimes for money...
If you know Larry Clark's work, you'll know he generally likes making movies about young people, with a sleazy angle to it all. This was fine in Kids, which showed the emptiness of their lives, the harmful effects of their actions and how the cycle repeats itself in later generations. Bully was good too, as it had a crime-centred grittiness to it.
However, everything else he has made just uses the Kids formula over and over again. Young people, being depraved.
The Smell of Us certainly follows that formula, to the point that it should be called "Kids in Paris". Nothing new, and doesn't have the profundity that Kids has. It's pretty much sleaze and depravity for shock value sake.
Larry Clark explora novamente o universo pervertido dos jovens skatistas. Dessa vez, troca a HIV de "Kids" (1995) pela prostituição. Drogas, álcool, sexo e violência continuam presentes, num esforço documental excessivo. Clark tenta não julgar e trata o filme (de ficção, necessário salientar) quase como um estudo etinográfico, porém, se afastando tanto da história, acaba que perdendo o tato e a direção dela. O roteiro é tortuoso e superficial. A fotografia tenta emular, com arte, a falta de comprometimento da juventude com estética e profissionalismo e acaba soando amadora. Dentre algumas poucas boas cenas, o cineasta estadounidense decepciona bastante. Não recomendo.
Pour le coup j'ai arrÃªtÃ© en route...
Larry Clark's favorite topic about deviant teenagers' life, happening in Paris of France this time. And, once again, it's all about Clark's perverted obsession about young (boys, in particular) bodies.