Monthly Archives: September, 2011

Corneau’s over-plotted office thriller is short on suspense, but not unintended laughs

Kung Foo, Scooby Doo

Yet no matter what the standard one adopts—whether Tarkovskian film epic, or Buñuel-esque socio-politico-religious farce, or Kubrickian (non)sexual odyssey, or authentically hysterical onanistic romp (admittedly some of these are new banners, hung especially for it)—Love Exposure seems hell-bent on being difficult.

Written by Slumdog Millionaire's Simon Beaufoy and helmed by the director who did The Cider House Rules and Chocolat, we presume that this is a premium title with Oscar potential with an already built in demographic via the popularity of the novel.

With the foul sounding idea of goofy male doctors playing with the most intimate parts of women, this costumey ensemble comedy choose the perfect lieu to preem this laugher as Toronto's baby boomer generation should be rolling in the aisles and giving this a standing or sitting O... pun intended. The distributor who picks this up will either be SPC or the company that bids higher than SPC.