Mex-American hipster girls representing, y'all! Pop-comedy with flashes of 'downtown' sensibility, maybe adjacent to Desperately Seeking Susan? Or maybe it's just a very basic chick flick and I'm enjoying it strictly for IdPol reasons.
Wealthy young woman decides to enter a marriage of convenience: she wants a companion who will appear in public as her husband, be attentive and correct, while making no demands on her in private for emotioinal/romantic/sexual purposes. Seems like she should have gone to Club 41, but she didn't, so she ended up with Armando Calvo instead of Ramon Gay. Oh how I wish this had been made by one of those production teams that liked to play hide-n-seek with…
Glib and carelessly-imagined ode to privilege. I tried to ignore my distaste for the superficial artsiness of the characters, but after the scene where the blonde girl decided it would be kicks to go to a slummy-looking neighborhood and photograph sex-workers I just couldn't. Esp. when the SW were all "Hello, American Lady Woman! We love you! Come taste the wines and cheeses of my village!"
An art-adjacent lifestyle is one thing, an arts career is another.
It's got a gun and it's got a girl, so it's cinema. I think the only thing I can do right now is transcribe the notes I made to myself while I was watching it. Sustained thought? It's usually beyond me... and I want to read up on secondary materials before I commit to anything.
It's absolutely a sequel to L'Amour Fou -- in that one, the characters were struggling against the collapse of meaning, and in this…