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What kind of person do you have to be to 'like' this movie?


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I really don't know what to say. is it wrong to say that I was hoping she would die?

This is my third film from Bresson, the other two were country priest and balthazar.

For me, this film fails on all fronts. I like it least of the other two Bresson's that I have watched and this has sealed the deal for me and Bresson. I can't really think of one area in which the fillm succeeds, other than being slow and unengaging.

There is no life in this film at all. I don't care if that was his intent or not, it doesn't make for good art. The characters speak at each other, nobody ever actually engages in a conversation. One character will say something, usually not even important, and then turns their back; or the character to whom they are speaking will walk away. And this is when they do speak. I'm not against 'silent talkies' but atleast in films from Tarkovsky or Ozu the compositions have life to them, and what the characters say matters. here nothing matters. This is also a film that needs some music and sound effects-the acting and cinematography are not good enough to carry this film, it needs something to breath a little life into this corpse-maybe a different director.

The back of the dvd says that 'bresson plumbs great resevoirs of feeling with the film, and that it is one of the most searing portraits of human dedsperation ever put on film'. There is nothing searing about this film. The movie not only failed to ellicit and emotional response of any kind other than indifference, but it also failed to engage me intellectually. I couldn't even in my mind care about this girl, the town she lives in, or any of the other charactrers in it.

And then there is Mouchette. Now, I understand that Mouchette has a father who doesn't love her and abuses her, but how can I care about a girl who throws rocks at people and rubs mud on people's rugs and stomps dirt on the floors of the church? She's a little $h!t. In real life, even lonely kids have friends, and the popular kids kick your butt when you throw mud and rocks at them. What is really sad, though, is that Bresson can not make me care about this girl. A girl whos life is so sad, who's father does not love her, who's mother is dying, who gets raped by a drunkard, who the town's people despise as a slut, and who eventually kills herself; and thanks to bresson, I didn't care. If it was his intent to make me as apathetic to her as the people in her town, then he succeeded at his game, but he failed as an artist.

Also, I checked out a small bit of the audio commentary that Criterion provided, and the atheist mr. rayns is about as boring as one could get. I can't imagine what this guy is like in person, but wow, he can make you care even less about a film that you never liked.

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well, I didn't know how much traffic this or the Bresson board gets, and I wasn't sure if anyone would respond to it on classic or fim general. I didn't want to have to wait 4 weeks for a reply. I'm sorry.

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It's not unreasonable to re-post the comment on the Mouchette board.

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This was my first Bresson film, and I've seen it only once. I remember being absolutely enrapt with the movie, with the strange framing of the hands at the beginning, with the abrupt explosion of rock n' roll at the fairgrounds, at the surprising beauty of Mouchette's voice. I remember how my growing affection for this surly, sullen girl kept being buckled by her violent outbursts and increasing detachment -- as difficult to feel for as it is for any difficult child. The only response, as it is for real people, is to continue to feel openly, unguardedly, and the movie kept entrapping my emotions in what seemed to me subtle, poetic ways. And when she (*spoiler*) rolls herself into the river, I remember feeling both heartbroken and uplifted, though I was a little taken out of the movie by the use of the repeated shot to enforce some kind of tranquility after the event.

Like I said, I haven't seen the movie again since then; part of me doesn't want to compare my holy memory of the movie with the possible reality of disappointment. I've seen many Bresson movies since then, many times, but MOUCHETTE remains special to me (though his PROCES DE JEANNE D'ARC is a close second -- mostly because of how much it mirrors MOUCHETTE). I gotta say, BALTHASAR and PICKPOCKET, though great films, didn't affect me in the same way.

I'll get the Criterion edition, which I just learned today is out on DVD, because I have a fetish for Criterion DVDs; and I may watch it again; and who knows? Maybe I'll feel what you felt. I hope, though, I'll feel again what I felt that one time I saw it, that one exhalted time.

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I should warn you -- he's a Fourierist.

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I don't know, this is the first post I see, and I must say: I totally agree.

I don't know what the "true" film buffs on this board think, but I find this film totally uninteresting.

And it's not to say I don't like foreign, because I do, but I had that same exact feeling of apathy...was it intentional?
The film is as unengaging as can be.

Because, the tragedy is there, and I can see and hear it, but I cannot feel it.

It's my first Bresson, and I can't say I'm impressed.

L'Enfant was a similar type film I guess but that was so much better.

Mouchette is like the pessimistic poor man's "La Strada". (no offense)

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Exactly my point! I saw both The Bicycle Thief and Mouchette today and they were poles apart. The latter failed to produce even an iota of feeling in me. All the characters were cold as ice. I watched it listlessly, hoping to find any spark of what Tarkovsky(one of his ten favourite films) saw in this movie - but nothing :(

I think every good movie forms a bond with the audience. You feel with the character(s) and they become a part of you - not just in the memory but of your life. Satyajit Ray saw The Bicycle Thief and went on to produce such characters as Apu, Devi and Charulata. I'm thoroughly put off by Bresson - thanks to him (as so well said by trochesset) if he wanted me to be as dead as the characters in this film, he thoroughly succeeded in doing so.

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****SPOILERS*****

I agree with the original poster to a certain extent. I have seen three Bresson films - Mouchette, Au Hasard Balthazar, and Diary of a Country Priest. Balthazar is my favorite film of all time - I've never seen anything more perfect and moving. I also felt deeply for the main character in Diary of a Country Priest. However, I felt very little for Mouchette. Her situation was horrible, and yes, she was just a teenager...but I suppose I felt that her situation was not hopeless and that she could have gotten away or done something to help herself. Instead she rebuked the small bits of kindness that were given to her. And it's not clear to the viewer why her classmates and the townspeople seem to dislike her - it could be because of her own actions. Of course, a "real" Mouchette would not be a saint...someone who grew up in the environment that she did would no doubt have some behaviorial problems. I found Mouchette to be more effective as a portrait of desperate, poverty-riddled rural life, but not so effective as a depiction of abject cruelty heaped on a helpless, sympathetic figure (as the Bresson quote somewhere in this thread seems to suggest).

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I agree with you 100% I cant see how ppl say this is the best movie ever. We rented it by mistake.There was no point in this movie the dialog was broken and didnt make sense. This movie was made for pedophiles and it makes me think Bresson was a pedophile too. This is just a movie where a lil girl gets raped and likes it....every pedophiles fantasy.

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I realise you may be trying to bait people with that comment but I cant believe that no one has responded yet. You are so off the mark.

Mouchette is an emotionally and sometimes physically abused child who’s only genuine love comes form her dying alcoholic mother. She naturally sees a kindred outcast in Arsène and mistakenly takes his kindness toward her as love.

When he tries to approach her however she realises her mistake and that whatever happens between them is wrong (or at least no good will come of it) and tries to get away before being forcibly raped (remember also she is slightly drunk at this stage).

Arsène on the other hand is a drunken rural wag who is already carrying on with another woman in the village, he doesn’t intend to rape Mouchette until he sees she is attracted to him and then being drunk and being the dog he is lust gets the better of him.

Whatever Mouchette’s thoughts on the experience it is obvious that after the event at least she didn’t enjoy it at all.

One other comment; "we rented it by mistake" how in gods name did you do this...did someone accidentally put it back in the Steven Seagal box set or something.

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I just finished watching this movie and am surprised at how unimpressed I was with it. This was my fifth Bresson and I hope it'll be the only one I'm disappointed with.

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Well this post reveals a lot about you. It doesn't say much about Bresson's work, though. The fact that you don't care and have no compassion for this character hardly proves her to be unworthy of care and compassion. As for even lonely kids having friends and her just being a little *beep* - well, if you know anyone in life you feel this way about and that person kills herself too, I guess you can feel righteous about your failure to care for that person too. Your characterization of the commentator as 'an athiest' suggests that you are religious. Thanks for proving yet again that religious types are the vicious ones.


"I can only express puzzlement bordering on alarm."

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He'd fit right in with the townsfolk in the movie.

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Bresson is a rather divisive figure, and Mouchette is probably his "strongest" film in that it exceeds in eliciting severe responses. People who dislike Bresson seem to do so because they have "expectations" of what a film should be, they feel Bresson owes them something that's just not there. It's fascinating how Bresson strips away all extraneous melodramatic devices and still comes up with something that feels like melodrama, yet plays like abstract minimalism

Bresson is cinema's quietest rebel, subverting film language, smashing conventions, all without raising his voice above a reverent whisper. Mouchette at first seems to be outtakes from another film, who shoots like that? it's all feet, hands and fleeting glances. I love Bresson because he transcended film language and elevated the artform to simple elegant prose. If one doesn't like or understand the machinations of film language one probably won't appreciate Bressons efforts, although I've screened Mouchette for teenagers with little or no knowledge of film history/theory only to have them follow me around obsessing about what they just experienced Ad nauseum.
...Bresson does move in mysterious ways, to paraphrase Donald Richie

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