Notre jour viendra

I attended the screening of "Our Day Will Come" at SXSW and I was pleasantly surprised. The movie is a road rage of destruction and carnage and I sat at the edge of my seat and just thought how cool is this! However after seeing the movie I had completely fallen in love with it, but afterwards as I saw it once again, I began to realize some flaws.

First and foremost the dialogue feels forced at some times. In a certain scene Romain Gavras seems unsure on how to proceed and suddenly skips to the next scene and makes the following scene a bit unbelievable.

Second it seems unrealistic, that the boy in the movie really thinks his utopia is Ireland. It feels more like an excuse to get the film moving forward.

This being said the movie has one of the best psychedelic soundtracks and it makes the ending even more memorable and emotional.

The cinematography is also sublime. It reflects perfectly how the main characters feel.

Vincent Cassel plays his character with a cool ironic distance and with a spark in his eye, which makes him more believable as the intelligent and arrogant man he plays.

All in all this movie doesn't not play on dialogue, but its force is the way it depicts an emotional meltdown for two persons and how it effects the world around them. The movie brings back memories to when I saw "Clean, Shaven" and "Our Day Will Come" is definitely in my top 10 movies of all time.

The two lead characters were supposed to have Red Hair, one is blonde and the other is brunette. Pointless wasting trime on this garbage.

The movie is... trash. It's short but it felt like I lost three hours of my life because the film is just stupid, boring and meaningless. I give 4 (and that's generous). If you still wanna watch it the only thing that's worth it, is maybe one or two scenes and Camille Rowe, a total beauty.

The outcast red-haired teenager Rémy (Olivier Barthelemy) is bullied at school and lives with his estranged mother and sister in France. The also red-haired psychiatrist Patrick (Vincent Cassel) befriends Rémy and helps him to release his repressed hatred and sexuality. When Rémy sees a picture of red-haired people in Ireland, he forces Patrick to travel with him to his dreamland.

"Notre Jour Viendra" is a dramatic and pointless journey to rage and self- destruction by the son of Costa-Gravas, Romain Gravas. The overrated film is painful to watch and goes nowhere, despite the good performances and the excellent music score. My vote is two.

Title (Brazil): "Nosso Dia Chegará" ("Our Day Will Come")

Wow! There's something innately thrilling about a film that is constantly on the verge of it's own self-destruction, of teetering on the edge of believability, and at the same time completely committed to its own madness.

Absolutely enjoyed the experience. I set out to screen Alexander Payne's 'The Descendants' at the beginning of the evening and found myself a bit depressed and bored after the first ten minutes. (Usually the ten-minute mark is the fork in the road for me.)

On the glowing advice of a workmate I decided to screen 'Our Day Will Come'. This was the pill I needed.

Gavras' hand on the wheel here is even, lucid, and in control. But the bizarre turns of events, chance meetings which either bear fruit or become deeply passionate relationships, and the film's unique shimmy all had me seduced.

Fun stuff. To be taken with laughter and not to be taken lightly. Where do we go from here, Gavras? We don't know. Take us there.