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Seaside (Bord de mer) (2002)
Everyone has been on a bad summer vacation someplace like this. Many
have lived their entire lives in a place that resembles it. Filmed along the real-life Bay
of Somme, the once-grand fictional seaside resort town Cayeux is perhaps the most complex
and larger-than-life character in the ensemble cast of characters that makes up Seaside.
Critics have noted first-time director Julie Poles-Curvals proclivities to
Chekhovian bittersweet melancholy (think cherry orchards, without the looming real estate
developers) and Edward Hoppers visual language of sparse, brightly-lit, and eerily
empty landscapes. Pole-Curvals ability to quietly understate the dramatic unfolding
of the universe is simply breath-taking.
Poles-Curval weaves together the tangled lives of a richly nuanced cast
of characters, both local year-rounders and summer vacationers. Marie (Helene
Fillieres) works in the local pebble-sorting factory and lives with Paul (Jonathan
Zaccai), who is a lifeguard in summer and a grocery clerk during the winter. Marie does
not suffer well living in the shadow cast by Cayeuxs faded past, and falls in lust
with the local scion, Albert (Patrick Lizana). The town has fallen on such hard times that
the family-owned factory must be sold to a corporation. Tourist life at the beach and in
the towns casino quickly fade to background, as it becomes clear that real life is
measured by being on or off work sorting pebbles at the factory.
Alberts father had also strayed over social class lines, having
married the factory worker Odette (Liliane Roveve). Odette makes an unexpected and
disturbing return to Cayeux from London, where she has made her home since her
husbands death, and resumes her girlhood friendship with Rose (Bulle Ogier),
Pauls mother, who has now gambled away all her assets at the local casino.
Complications ensue for everyone.
The holiday-makers include a fashion photographer (representing to the
townsfolk a fleeting brush with past glamour), his father and his mother Anne (Ludmila
Mikael). Anne fails miserably in trying to strike up personal acquaintance with any
locals, perhaps a taste of reverse snobbism a la Cayeuse? It is through her eyes the
movie-goer enters this world it is Anne who, in the film, finally notices the
omnipresence of the pebble-sorting factory, the sharp class divisions between locals and
tourists. Through Anne too, the inexorable grinding of stones, washing of stones,
characters walking over, kicking, picking up, drowning in stones, emerges.
Perhaps because of the inevitable association in the minds of American
movie-goers with the cartoon character from The Flintstones, the film's original English
distribution title, Pebbles, was replaced with Seaside.
Seaside calls to mind English holiday resort towns, while Pebbles
invokes a major metaphor of the film. The eponymous pebbles are, however, actually the
size of rather large stones, or rocks. The grating and gyrating, wear and tear, and
seemingly permanent immutability, with no visible sign of wear all suggest the larger,
darker and yet also joyful machinations below the surface. Poles-Curval
balances the banal with the sublime in this simply remarkable and very French film.
- Les Wright