Passages (2023) Directed by Ira Sachs 6C
Tomas (Franz Rogowski), a guy with no redeeming values whatsoever, is at the centre of a toxic love triangle. Though he already has a partner Martin (Ben Whishaw), he decides to dabble in a heterosexual affair with Agathe (Adele Exarchopoulos). After their first sexual encounter with Agathe, Tomas runs right home to tell Martin about it. Dumb thing to do but Tomas is such a complete narcissist that he doesn't even notice stuff like that. During the rest of the movie he bounces back and forth between the two getting the most out of what the traffic will allow. His behaviour is so totally obnoxious, uncaring and stupendously indulgent that it is a wonder that either of his lovers puts up with him. His character is neither leavened by humour, charm or intelligence. A wannabe movie director, the most interesting thing about Tomas is his patchwork wardrobe, a collection of strange fashion rejects from various periods.
It would be easy to pan this movie because Tomas is the only developed character in it. Both Martin and Agathe are basically blanks--on the page, I assume, they would be closer to department store mannequins than believable people. They are just there as foils. Whishaw has the skill to give Martin some dimension, but Exarchopoulos remains a featureless cipher. This, of course, increases the focus on the repellent Tomas so, like his lovers, we are sort of stuck with him. Set in Paris but with English the spoken language, Passages seems like an homage to French director Maurice Pialat with a little bit of German director Rainer Werner Fassbinder thrown in, both primarily naturalistic artists who were not afraid, or actually seemed to prefer, to focus on creeps. As a result, the shortcomings of the movie seem deliberately baked in--Sachs seems to want us to confront this character and examine our own reactions to Tomas. Something like being told by your mother to eat your spinach because it is somehow good for you.
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