Jesus of Montreal Movie Review

Father Leclerc (Gilles Pelletier), a forward-thinking priest at a diocese in Montreal, feels that his church's passion play has become tired. In the interest of reinvigorating it, he hires an impassioned, method-like actor named Daniel (Lothaire Bluteau) to shake things up a bit, and Daniel in turn assembles a cast of four others from among his friends and acquaintances. Together - the five quickly become thick as thieves, many of them sharing a cramped apartment - these new apostles re-imagine the Passion, drawing heavily on scientific and sociological, as well as ecclesiastical, sources, and the play becomes a citywide hit. But Father Leclerc now has reservations; haven't the young actors opened up the story of the Passion too radically? Under pressure from his superiors, he cancels the show. Meanwhile the cast members are changing, too; for instance, Mireille (Catherine Wilkening), who previously was doing commercials that emphasized her admittedly terrific ass, realizes that she was only being used, and through Daniel she has begun to realize her potential as a person. The actors all come to feel deeply committed to their creation, in some cases giving up their previous lives to spread the word. Daniel, who of course portrays Jesus, begins to feel that he is in fact undergoing persecution at the hands of the church. And why? His message, which he is anxious for everyone to hear, is after all a peaceful one...

Made in 1989 by French Canadian director Denys Arcand (The Barbarian Invasions), Jesus of Montreal was much honored at the time of its release, receiving the jurors' prize at Cannes and an Oscar nomination for best foreign language film. It's easy to see why. The premise - that a group of young, unconventional actors find themselves at odds with the established church when they investigate Christ's teachings - is a whopper, and Arcand pulls if off with some finesse; he never preaches and he refuses easy ironies. Jesus of Montreal delivers no facile moral lesson, but it never descends into simple church-bashing either. It is, rather, a little bit of both worlds; like The Barbarian Invasions, it's a social comedy, and it invites a little reflection, too.

What Jesus of Montreal is not is much fun, and there are a couple of reasons for that. The first is that, despite a few smart jokes, there's not much here to enjoy. It could be that the film suffers from that rare complaint: too much finesse from its director; it could be that Arcand may have fared better if he had given in to a few of those cheap church jokes after all. As it plays, Jesus of Montreal garners a few laughs at the expense of organized religion and the theater community (and I'm compelled to add that sparing the theater may require even more restraint than sparing the church). Material that another director might have mined for comedy, such as Father Leclerc's affair with one of the actresses, Arcand uses as the basis for politely pointed commentary instead.

When Mireille walks on water for the cologne commercial she's filming, Arcand stresses the irony humorlessly. He decries the system that exploits this woman for her sexuality, but he likes the scene's chic glint, too, and in fact much of Jesus of Montreal feels just as distanced as that ad. (The occasional electric guitar solo on the soundtrack doesn't help.) Where Jesus of Montreal closes this distance is largely in Bluteau's performance as Daniel (and hence as Jesus), and I found myself preferring the distance. Bluteau isn't bad (there are no bad performances in the film), but the scrappy actor he portrays is irritatingly wrong for the part; this Daniel doesn't feel messianic, he feels self-righteous, and there's a difference. As the movie moves along and Daniel is called upon more and more to proselytize (the film is structured around the Stations of the Cross), a smugness in the character undermines the comedy. It isn't funny when Daniel, still in his bloody Jesus costume, sincerely imparts nonsense to a crowd on a subway platform, and it isn't tragic, either. Bluteau has taken his Daniel too seriously, Daniel has taken his Jesus too seriously, and Arcand's resolute detachment brings the whole conception down.

Here's one you don't hear every day: it could be that Jesus of Montreal is too intelligent a film. You be the judge.

Editor's Note: I disagree. Long regarded as one of the pinnacles of Canadian filmmaking, Jesus of Montreal is Denys Arcand's tragic story of a group of unknown actors who are commissioned to produce a play based on the life and death of Jesus. Its star soon finds his life mirroring that of his character, and by the film's end, it's hard to tell where one person ends and the other begins. The story is simple, the movie is powerful. The performances are gripping and the film is often suprisingly funny. Highly recommended.

Aka Jésus de Montréal.

Comments

Jesus of Montreal Rating

" Grim "

Rating: R, 1989

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