I'm not sure what to make of Trouble Every Day
, my first encounter with Claire Denis. There's almost no dialogue, some imagery that is stunningly beautiful and two quite disturbing scenes. The image of Coré on the side of the road waiting for her next victim, opening and closing her coat like a bat, a bird or an angel was breathtaking. My favorite moment came early in the movie. Shane, who's wigging out, locks himself in the airplane bathroom and we are given a glimpse of one of his fantasies: his new bride covered with a blood soaked blanket. When he returns to his seat, June, his wife, curls into his lap to go to sleep, and Shane gently covers her with a blanket. The reference to the prior image was compelling. I have sometimes argued that story is not necessarily more important to me than imagery in a movie, but I've never been challenged before as I was watching Trouble
. I'm not sure that I accept my prior thesis, I'm not sure I reject it. The movie juxtaposes three human desires: love (which in this film is celibate), lust and violence (which become the same thing). Hmmm, interesting, but I'm sure what it all means. It seems inevitable in a culture where "desire" and "appetite" are sometimes synonyms and whose lexicon includes the phrase "eating pussy" that someone would conflate sex and cannibalism. But so what? I'm sorry if I being incoherent. I'm simply bewildered. Please, yun-fat, don't tell me Trouble
was a comedy.