Written by: Ziad Doueiri, Mark Lawrence, Joelle
Cast: Vahina Giocante, Mohammed Khouas, Karim
Ben Haddou, Edmonde Franchi
It’s natural to be lost for words when a self-proclaimed
angel asks, “Would you like to see my pussy?” The question
itself is not really meant to be answered, because the answer is
always “Yes, yes I would, thank you.” Apparently, in
that situation, if you just act politely and don’t ask for
more than you’re offered, you’ll get to see the holiest
of holies. Just make sure you’re a cute, bright, clean-shaven
boy with olive skin so that a seemingly boundless sexual being will
approach you with that question. Otherwise you’re just gonna
be left out, feeling alone, wound up, and criminally envious, or
worse, cave to obsessive feelings of abandonment and dogmatic insanity
and spend your days singing into your niece’s vagina. Damn,
come to think about it I’m not sure which is worse.
Pull curtains to reveal French scenery. It’s a poor but
functioning Arab neighborhood called Shady Grove. Enter Chimo (Khouas),
a promising young boy who lives with his mother. He has a group
of friends who have lost hope on having a harmonious existence in
a world all too eager to label them terrorists. They steal from
foreigners, fence whatever they don’t keep, and accumulate
vice for as long as possible. Chimo has resigned himself to this
meaningless existence, even after he has been appraised as talented
by a teacher who wishes to get him a scholarship that might turn
him into a writer. Enter Lila (Giocante), a wildly
sensual young woman who cannot help confiding the incredibly indecent
details of her imagination to Chimo. She awakens a spirit in him
that could be his only hope of escaping Shady Grove without being
arrested. Also, she shocks him with her sexy tales and deviant desires.
But the alpha of his clique, Mouloud (Haddou),
won’t let him acquire heaven that easily.
Ahh, to be 19 and be under a sexual angel’s care. Unfortunately,
nobody that young has the sense to appreciate fortune. After watching
this film, I must say that I liked it, but for some reason not that
much. It had all the elements that make a good story, but they didn’t
weave together very cleverly. Nothing in the story—the actors,
the situations, or the writing—came out and struck me as great.
I feel like I’d seen it all before. There’s the good
guy in the bad crowd, the bad guy made worse by a harsh reality,
and the girl in touch with herself called a whore. And, of course,
the love of a woman bringing a man’s dead spirit to life.
The story was just not original, and that bums me out. I don’t
mean to spit on it in any way, because every story worth telling
has been told a billion times in a million ways, but Chimo, Lila,
and Mouloud were redundant characters in old situations (with the
STRONG exception of Lila’s crazy fat Catholic lecherous lesbian
As for what’s good about the movie, it was just a good movie
when it came down to it. Worth the time it takes to see, most definitely.
As predictable as the rest of the movie was, the ending holds something
of a tragic surprise. It also addressed a good young man’s
troubles with seemingly strange sexual fantasies. Why would it be
an expression of love to watch your lover be fucked by another man?
Why would she want me to fuck another girl for her? Should I be
disgusted? Should I buy a video camera? Did she just climb into
a pornographer’s Mercedes? What was that about sucking off
the devil? Holy shit, this girl is crazy.
Take a pal and pay full price for both tickets.
Itís worth a full-price ticket.
Itís worth a matinee ticket.
Wait for video rental.
Check out the video from the library, if you must.
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