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Trifle with delicious sauce
Chocolat In an age when mainstream films like Family Man are
promoting staid conservative family values, Chocolat is as
deliciously naughty, sweet and magical as, well, chocolate.
Sensuous, whimsical and just a little bit subversive,
Chocolat will lift you up and make you see the world from
a different angle; it will make you rethink your prejudices and
feel a bit less guilty about the pleasures you might occasionally
indulge in. It's a crowd-pleasing pseudo-arthouse film that won't
overly challenge the intellect - but that shouldn't detract from
its other merits. Director Lasse Hallstrom (The Cider House
Rules, What's Eating Gilbert Grape, My Life as a Dog)has
created an escapist fantasy that believes in itself, and pulls it
off masterfully. The tale - for despite its poke at traditionalism, this is a
fairy tale in the traditional sense - begins with Vianne
(Juliette Binoche) arriving in a small and very Catholic French
village in the late 1950s. You need to believe that people speak
English with French accents (as they do with German accents in
Schindler's List) but rise above your realist demands and you'll
find it's worth taking the ride. Vianne and her daughter Anouk (Victoire Thivisol) breeze into
town with their secret Latin recipe of hot chocolate laced with
chili pepper; it's an elixir that elicits emotions and feelings
from people, and helps Vianne make at least a few friends when
she opens her chocolate shop during Lent. Which is important, because she's soon the town pariah. Her
chief critic is the sanctimonious mayor, Comte De Reynaud (played
wonderfully by Alfred Molina) who oversees both the political and
moral health of the village. He even has the local priest, P?re
Henri (Hugh O'Conor) under the thumb and practically writes his
sermons, which makes for some amusing scenes. The radiant Vianne provides the perfect model for him of evil
in a human form. She's a proudly single mother, wears
irresistably colorful clothes, and doesn't attend church or even
pretend to believe in God. People and their problems are more
important to her, and she hopes to spice up their lives with her
assortment of chocolate goodies and some fun. "I have a knack for
picking people's favorites," she likes to tell the townspeople
who are brave enough to stop by her wicked haven of pleasure. Except for the favorite of blow-in gypsy Roux (Johnny Depp),
one of the "river rats" who arrive in town on their houseboat and
must, by their nature, be spreading crime and immorality among
the people. Vianne shows them kindness of course, and encourages
some of the townspeople to trust them too. Chocolat is full of likeable characters who are just
waiting to be released from the tedium of morality that they have
imposed on themselves, with the Mayor as the frightening
gatekeeper. Julie Dench grounds the film with her perfomance as
Vianne's grouchy landlady Armande Voizinwith, who melts under
Vianne's insistent good nature. Josephine (Lena Olin), whom
Vianne rescues from a violent husband and befriends, evolves into
a complete person once she is shown some tenderness. The only
character who seems miscast is Johnny Depp, who's so bohemian and
hip for the times that he's difficult to take seriously. He also
seems too immature to play the love interest of the maternal,
voluptuous Juliet Binoche. Connect with people, Chocolat tells its audience; live
a
little, and what could go wrong? If we were in a town where real
arthouse films competed for attention, Chocolat's syrupy
sweetness might not stand out as favourably; but for Bangkok,
Chocolat is something special. Treat yourself. |
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