6 March 2002 | dbdumonteil
Umpteenth version of Rebecca.
Girl(Gainsbourg) marries boy whose first wife has passed away in mysterious circumstances.But did she really die?Her spirit ,her soul,seems to linger here in the luxury flat which the newly -weds share.And everybody's talking about the dear departed,besides the cleaning operative is sinister-looking.Doesn't it sound familiar?
"Gaslight" (Dickinson,1940;Cukor,1944)is plundered as well,as Gainsbourg begins to feel she's losing her mind.But the screen play has also metaphysical pretensions and even involves quantum physics. David Bailey's direction is self-conscious,and the cinematography "chic magazine" style,with a lot of snow all over the place.
Charlotte Gainsbourg surely deserved better than this two-bit thriller and Nastassia Kinski is wasted.The ending ,far-fetched to a fault ,includes the de rigueur "and if...", maybe in anticipation of "The intruder 2"
A busker,playing the saxophone comes back from time to time;the connection with the plot escapes me,I fear..