Vincent Lindon in The Mustache (2005)
I love this film, to a certain point. Everything before the 1 hour mark is wonderfully intriguing; a man's world is falling apart, psychologically, and it all started with the simple act of trimming off his mustache (and no one seemed to notice he ever had them.) Then the film noticeably shifted its tone toward the second half, and went completely over the board. Suddenly the situation and the character were no longer realistic, and narrative came to a halt, and finally ended in a very ambiguous, unsatisfying way. I definitely appreciate when film doesn't reveal all its cards to the viewer, however in this case the experience really leans toward feeling cheated- what a waste of good setup and actor.
Mr. Lindon is great in his role (until the script calls for him to act nonsense.), his sexiness really lays in the frown lines and those all seeing eyes (obviously, pretty good physique for a late 40s as well.); it is a different kind of hotness that only comes with age.
HQ please! thanks
ReplyDeleteI SO second that. He's too hot for words!
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