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Le Trou

est un film dramatique franco-italien réalisé par Jacques Becker et sorti en 1960

 

Résumé Wiki 

Gaspard, un jeune homme comme il faut, est transféré dans une nouvelle cellule de la prison de la Santé, dans laquelle il apprend que ses codétenus ont décidé de s'évader en creusant un tunnel. Gaspard participe aux préparatifs et se lie d'amitié avec ses nouveaux camarades.

Critiques

Le film est salué comme étant le meilleur film de Jacques Becker ; il est salué comme un chef-d'œuvre par François Truffaut. L'attention donnée aux détails des préparatifs de l'évasion éclipse presque le jeu des acteurs pour donner au film un caractère de documentaire.

Fiche technique

Cast

Autour du film

  • Jacques Becker est mort décédé en 1960 alors qu'il venait de terminer le montage du film.
  • Jean Becker, fils de Jacques et son assistant réalisateur sur Le trou, était joueur de volley-ball. Il avait pour capitaine d'équipe un certain... Michel Constantin. Ce dernier n'est alors absolument pas acteur, mais son visage « hors du commun » intéresse suffisamment le futur réalisateur qui recrute le débutant pour interpréter un rôle majeur, celui d'un des cinq prisonniers de la cellule.
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  • Jean Pierre Melville révèle, dans son livre d'entretiens avec Rui Nogueira, que Becker, insatisfait de la qualité des scènes, les tourna à nouveau aux Studios Jenner, dont Melville avait fait réaménager la menuiserie en plateau de tournage. Les deux hommes se portaient une grande estime mutuelle.

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Récompenses et distinctions

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-Originally, this subject was offered by the Hakim brothers, who produced it, to Jean-Luc Godard to direct. Godard was anxious to sign Richard Burton for the leading role, but failed and then dropped out of the project. The Hakims instead obtained the services of another Welsh actor, Stanley Baker, who insisted on them hiring his friend Joseph Losey to direct.

-Hardy Krüger was considered for a key role

 

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Joseph Losey


Né le 14 Janvier 1909 à La Crosse, Wisconsin (Etats-Unis). Décédé le 22 Juin 1984 à Londres (Angleterre). Après avoir effectué de brillantes études de médecine à l'Université de Dartmouth, puis de littérature anglaise à la prestigieuse Université d'Harvard, Joseph Losey signe en 1938 de petits courts, financés par la Fondation Rockfeller. Il réalise l'année suivante un court-métrage d'animation, Petroleum and his cousins, commandé par la Standard Oil Company.

Après un passage à la radio durant la guerre, il voyage en Allemagne pour travailler aux côtés de Bertolt Brecht, qui aura une profonde influence sur son oeuvre (avec notamment l'adaptation de la pièce Galilée).

Lorsqu'il tourne Le Garçon aux cheveux verts, une parabole sur le racisme en 1948, il est déjà membre du Parti Communiste américain. Cet engagement se traduit également à l'écran avec Haines (1950), ou le remake du film de Fritz Lang, M le Maudit (1951). Ses films sont des drames sociaux emprunts à la fois d'un réalisme brechtien et d'une réthorique marxiste. Il est dans un registre nettement moins politique et plus "léger" avec Le Rodeur.

Lorsque le Maccarthysme bat son plein aux Etats-Unis en 1952, il est placé en tête de la liste noire. La carrière américaine du cinéaste prend fin. Il choisit alors de se réfugier en Angleterre. Après deux ans d'inactivité, il recommence à tourner des films sous pseudonyme, avant de retrouver son vrai nom en 1956 avec Temps sans pitié. Auteur d'un style où la distanciation se mélange à l'ironie, où l'allégorie politique côtoie lucidité sociale, Losey retrouve la maestria de ses années américaines dans des films comme Eva (1962), dans lequel joue Jeanne Moreau.

En 1963, il réalise l'un de ses chefs-d'oeuvre : The Servant. Reposant sur un duo d'acteurs époustouflants : James Fox l'aristocrate et Dirk Bogarde en majordome pervers, le film inaugure une lignée thématique présentant la destruction d'un être par un autre.

Après Pour l'exemple, un féroce réquisitoire contre la guerre, Losey réalise Accident, sur un scénario du dramaturge Harold Pinter, que beaucoup considèrent comme son chef-d'oeuvre. Cérémonie secrète (1968) poursuit le conflit entre deux personnages (Elizabeth Taylor et Mia Farrow) dans un univers clos. En 1970, son Messager (Palme d'Or à Cannes) séduit le public et la critique par sa subtilité et son raffinement.

Il atteint la maturité politique dans ses films avec L'Assassinat de Trotsky, qui marque sa première rencontre avec Alain Delon. Quatre ans plus tard, ils collaborent à nouveau sur le kafkaïen Monsieur Klein, l'un des plus grands rôles de l'acteur. Le film est récompensé en 1977 par le César du Meilleur film et le cinéaste reçoit le César du meilleur réalisateur.

En 1979, Joseph Losey tente l'expérience de l'Opéra filmé avec Don Giovanni. Après La Truite, dans lequel Jeanne Moreau et Isabelle Huppert se donnent la réplique, Losey réalise en 1984 Steaming; une oeuvre inachevée puisqu'il meurt au cours du tournage.

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Splendid Combination of Genres

9/10
Author: tonstant viewer
19 October 2000

"Eva" is based on a novel by James Hadley Chase, the British writer of American "tough-guy" novels. Director Joseph Losey overlays a cryptic story of alienation and obsession, and the beautiful photography makes the life of the film seem simultaneously glamorous and lonely.

But inside this modish story of a not-very-admirable man and the evil woman he falls in love with is a rollicking old noir screaming to be let out, with Robert Mitchum and Jane Greer as the femme fatale.

Contemporary Hollywood-style, one-thought-at-a-time storytelling is conspicuously absent here. The audience has to work to connect the dots in this film - there's no directorial hand on the back of your neck, turning your head to look at this road sign, then that, then the other. A requirement of active audience effort was once taken for granted, but is now much more rare and may be an unfamiliar experience for some viewers.

Jeanne Moreau is compulsively watchable (as always) as a woman who thinks, but we rarely know about what. The improbably handsome Stanley Baker has the time of his life acting for once, rather than punching someone's chin every twelve minutes, as in most of his films. Virna Lisi has dignity and consequence as the good girl whose love is never valued enough.

The underlying story of the film is a classic fantasy of male self-justification - man chases the wrong woman, one who treats all men badly because she can. The man lets himself be led around by his privates, he thinks with the wrong part of his body, and then he blames the hash he makes of things on the "evil" woman (see Adam's explanation to God in the Garden of Eden story). Another predessor of the film is Hogarth's The Rake's Progress.

Who the other characters are and what their motivations might be are minor questions - they are peripheral figures who only serve to focus the film on the central issues of male weakness and female inscrutability. The eternal question, "What do women want?", is enough to destroy the unstable male protagonist, and we watch him unravel in the beautifully photographed surroundings of Venice and Rome. The admirable letterbox transfer looks particularly seductive on a big-screen TV.

If you ever wondered what a film might look like that combined "The Blue Angel," "L'Avventura" and "Out of the Past," this is about as close as you'll get. Recommended to all except the most passive viewers.

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For cinephiles and graduate students
Author: fordraff (fordraff@ptd.net) from Stroudsburg, PA
19 April 2000

I don't think "Eve" is worth the attention of anyone but cinephiles and graduate students doing work on Losey. There are interesting sequences, interesting primarily from a technical point of view, for the camera work, for the mise-en-scene, for the set decoration and so on.

But the film doesn't hold up as a story. The character development and motivation are missing in the cut I saw at New York's Film Forum on 4/15/00. In "Conversations with Losey," Losey makes it clear he saw this film as a very personal document and offers full explanations of the characters and their motivations; they simply aren't there in this 125-minute version.

The characters are two-dimensional, and, because of this, right away one is thrown out of the human dimension into a graduate school world where the film becomes a puzzle to be solved, a series of symbols to be interpreted, etc. James Leahy provides just such a literary-type analysis of the film on pages 116-124 of "The Cinema of Joseph Losey," exactly the sort of article that appeared in abundance about various European films in the late 50s and early 60s.

In the version I saw, I couldn't care a bit about the characters or what happened to them. It was never clear what Tyvian Jones saw in Eve Olivier, especially after she knocks him out with a heavy glass ashtray on their first meeting. Is Tyvian a masochist? Jeanne Moreau, as Eve, is photographed attractively here, but she doesn't have the necessary je ne sais quoi that I expect in femmes fatales.

Nor are other aspects of Tyvian's character very clear. At one point, he says that the novel he published and which earned him fame and has been turned into a successful film was, in fact, written by his brother, a Welsh coalminer now dead. What does that have to do with his fascination with Eve?

Stanley Baker, who plays Tyvian, is without sex appeal here, though in other films I've seen him in, he was quite the stud of his time, exuding a raw sexuality.

Eve's character is likewise blank. At one point she tells Tyvian a story about her youth, then laughs at Tyvian, saying, "You'd believe anything," implying she'd made the story up on the spot. She talks of having a husband but turns out not to have one. "At the end of the film we are not one whit nearer to understanding why Eve's life should be dedicated as it is to the dual passion for acquiring money and destroying men." (John Taylor, Sight & Sound, Autumn 1963, p. 197)

The supporting characters aren't fuller developed either. I know next to nothing about Branco Malloni and could not understand why Francesca preferred Tyvian to Branco. What is the function of McCormick and Anna Maria? Perhaps they were intended as foils to Eve and Tyvian, but they are in and out of the plot sporadically.

Though the film is of interest for its camera work, the film looks like many other films of the late 50s and early 60s, like films by Antonioni, by Fellini, by Resnais ("Marienbad" in particular). And why shouldn't it? Gianni Di Venanzo, who worked with Antonioni, photographed "Eve." And the film takes place in Rome and Venice. There are nightclub scenes that could have come from "La Dolce Vita"; the same with a scene at a gambling club. The film's jazz-based score by Michel Legrand makes it like many other European films of the time. And, of course, the opaque characters and the heavy use of symbolism are typical of Italian and French films of this time.

In addition to all of this, the plot was a bit confusing to me. It was not until I read the plot summary of the film in "Joseph Losey: A Revenge on Life" (pages 158-162) that I understood many points of the plot. I'd suggest that anyone read a plot summary before seeing "Eve."

But, then, should the average moviegoer have to do all this? No. Which comes back to my original point: the characters and their relationships, their story, are of little or no interest in themselves.

Of course, if Losey's original 2 hr. 45-minute version of the film were available, I might have a very different opinion of "Eve." But that version, apparently, is lost forever.

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EVA {Extended and Theatrical Versions} (Joseph Losey, 1962) ***
7/10
Author: MARIO GAUCI (marrod@melita.com) from Naxxar, Malta
24 August 2006

I had always appreciated Stanley Baker's presence in a film but having watched him in three major roles in a brief space of time - this, HELL IS A CITY (1960) and THE CRIMINAL (1960) - I realize how undervalued his talents are nowadays! This, naturally, makes me even more incensed to have missed out on the R2 SE of another notable film of his - HELL DRIVERS (1957) - which went unceremoniously out-of-print after having been available for barely a year!!

Though not a great beauty, Jeanne Moreau manages to make her character's essential irresistibility to men convincing, while her relationship with Baker - turning eventually into humiliation - makes for undeniably compelling drama. Losey gave the two stars uncharacteristic freedom here to get under their respective characters' skin and explore their various idiosyncracies (apart from utilizing records of the era, Eve's obsession with jazz music is also reflected in Michel Legrand's original score) - which probably resulted in the film's overgenerous length (originally 155 minutes!) and its subsequent butchering by the producers - Robert and Raymond Hakim, who had previously worked with Jean Renoir on LA BETE HUMAINE (1938) and would go on to produce Luis Bunuel's BELLE DE JOUR (1967)! The film, however, also allows lovely Virna Lisi to shine with her sympathetic portrayal of Baker's tragic girlfriend (later wife).

The film's uncompromising look at the jaded jet-set may have been inspired by Federico Fellini's LA DOLCE VITA (1960) - who, in turn, borrowed EVA's cinematographer Gianni Di Venanzo for his masterpiece 8½ (1963)! I especially enjoyed the film's Venetian backdrop (though it occasionally relocates to Rome): Baker is ostensibly a writer whose first novel has been turned into a motion picture, which is being presented at the world-renowned Film Festival - where, ironically, Losey's own film was declined and which I had the good fortune to attend myself a couple of years ago!! Besides, the funeral-on-the-water scene reminded me of Donald Sutherland's premonition of his own death in Nicolas Roeg's DON'T LOOK NOW (1973), also set in Venice. I don't know how faithful the film is to James Hadley Chase's source novel but its plot of an arrogant, selfish man brought down by an even more cold-hearted femme fatale certainly recalled two masterful screen versions of the Pierre Louys novel "La Femme Et Le Pantin" made by a couple of my favorite directors - Josef von Sternberg's THE DEVIL IS A WOMAN (1935) and Luis Bunuel's THAT OBSCURE OBJECT OF DESIRE (1977) - but, while still managing to make all their points beautifully, those films were much more fun!

That said, I appreciated the film even more on a second viewing via the shorter released version (also because much of the detail had been rather obscured in the murky - and, apparently, sole-surviving - print of the longer cut, complete with forced Scandinavian subtitles): while I knew that certain scenes had been removed, I can't say that I particularly missed them; however, I was surprised to see additional footage incorporated into this version that was missing from the 119-minute cut and especially a scene (which actually constitutes one of my favorite moments in the film!) where Baker stumbles and wounds his hand which Moreau finds amusing - their relationship having soured considerably by this point - and he responds by punching her in the face!!

Despite having previously made a handful of excellent films, EVA was Joseph Losey's first bona-fide attempt to break away from genre movie-making and branch out into the art-house scene: as such, the film is not only a key work in his oeuvre but also one of his most personal. It's a pity that it turned out to be such a bitter experience, with Losey subsequently disowning the 103-minute "Producers' Version" but, given that his original cut had been shorn by over 50 minutes, that's perfectly understandable. Unfortunately, that complete version seems now to be lost forever...

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Deaf in Venice
7/10
Author: davidholmesfr from Netherlands
31 January 2002

Filmed in noir et blanc this is more noir than blanc. `Film gris' might be a better category. Venice in the winter with stormy waters, in more ways than one, provides the backdrop to this tale of two strong characters, Eve (Moreau) and Tyvian Jones (Baker). Neither character deserves, or gets, a shred of sympathy from us, she being a ruthless gold digger and the personification of evil, he a womanising writer who takes plagiarism to new heights (or depths).

Despite this, the powerful interaction between them draws us in to their world as their doomed relationship develops. This development is far from straightforward, as one would expect with Losey directing a French/Italian production. Both main characters appear deaf to each other's needs or demands. The film starts more or less where it finishes but we do not get taken around a clear circle, rather we fly off at irregular tangents. Whilst not making for easy viewing it does, nevertheless, hold our attention.

Moreau is central and dominates every scene in which she appears. In truth when she's not on screen the film falls rather flat. I'm not convinced that casting Baker, whose expertise lay in hard man roles either military (`Zulu') or criminal (`Robbery'), was right. He just about got away with it as a university don in Losey's later film `Accident', but as a writer moving in artistic circles this may be a stretch too far. If a freebooting Welsh Lothario (in Dylan Thomas mode) was required just think what Richard Burton might have made of it!

Watch out for a brief, but wonderful performance by James Villiers as a lugubrious, plummy screenplay writer.

This is not a film for recalling the `funny bits' but I defy British viewers not to enjoy Moreau's last words in the whole film - `Bloody Welshman'. Not a term unheard in English, Scottish or Irish rugby circles – but coming from Jeanne Moreau? Hilarious and wonderful.

The film is probably about 15 minutes too long – some of the scenes between the two main characters have elements of repetition and add little to the overall development. An interesting, if flawed, movie.
 

*

See it for Moreau!
Author: barbarella70
3 December 2002

Truffaut muse Jeanne Moreau was one of the sexiest women in cinema. Her features were unnaturally glamorous: the dark eyes that registered anything but passivity, eyebrows always slightly furrowed, upturned mouth will full, sensuous lips. She's on fire here; thus, her Eva transcends this material. Miss Moreau fills every scene with a physicality that looks almost choreographed yet not rehearsed. She's raw carnality personified. Combining that quality with a careless self-consciousness make it easy for one to see what's missing in today's female actors. Louise Brooks had it. Jessica Lange had it in The Postman Always Rings Twice. But nobody else really. The film itself hasn't held up unless you're a film scholar or part of the intellectual art house crowd.

Characters register pain by pressing a cheek against whatever wall comes their way and letting their jaw go slack. A myriad of sixties kitsch fill the screen: white masks, fur blankets, overdubbing, a jazz-scat score, and a fishtank image Mike Nichols must have borrowed for The Graduate. We even see a character face her obsession and say with fervor, "I love you! I love you! I love you!" while they have breakfast on a piazza. I've used the term 'dated' in other reviews and I'm beginning to frustrate myself. It's an easy buzzword (like co-dependent or brilliant); sometimes it has a place but mostly I find it insulting and the wrong word to use for Eva. But the film is intellectual camp.

*

 

Shades Of Antoinioni Blown Apart By Miscasting

5/10
Author: Slime-3 from Gloucester, England
30 October 2012

Two distinctly dislike-able characters circle one another amid the nicely photographed Venice and Rome locations; unable to break away, unable to be together it seems, but wrecking the lives of those around them. It's a promising scenario, a glamorous setting, a combination of strong cast, top name director and highly rated cinematographer. One could easily imagine Antonioni at the helm with Monica Vitti and Marcello Mastroianni as the stars. But it's not them and it really doesn't work. In the male lead role Stanley Baker is well cast as an out-of-place writer from the Welsh Valleys who's made it big with one book and now lives on an Island near Venice, the new darling of the in-crowd. He's big, bluff and rugged with undeniable presence and a convincing aura of potential violence. He isn't exactly nice to know, but you get the feeling that the right woman could bring him round. Virna Lisi as his fiancée is that woman.

A Beautiful, fragile, extremely desirable character, she clearly loves him despite being well aware of his many flaws. So what on earth Baker's character finds in love-rival Eva is the huge stumbling over which this whole movie falls. Disbelief can only be suspended to a degree. Eva isn't the sort of woman to bring out the best in anyone. She's clearly supposed to be some kind of irresistible sexual predator who the ex coal miner cannot resist but she's portrayed as frankly repellent. A pouting, scornful, self obsessed gold-digger who plays off lovers against pretend-husbands. She treats Baker's character with taunting disdain at every turn and yet he follows her like an eager lap-dog. Her character might, just might, have worked if an actress of spectacular sexual allure had been cast. Instead Eva is played by Jeanne Moreau.

She's a fine actress but she has nothing of the Machiavellian Femme Fatale that the role absolutely demands. Take a look at the poster/DVD sleeve photo of her with cigarette dangling from a sour, down-turned mouth. It's clear this is an actress who's screen persona is more Bette Davis than Brigit Bardot - more Rachael Roberts than Julie Christie. She plays the role with conviction but cannot communicate the essential level of sex-appeal to make the story work, even when the demure camera work teases us with extended near- views of her undressing(this is an early 60s film, so explicit it's never going to be, a lot of wardrobe doors and bath taps are strategically positioned) it all just looks more sordid than sexy.

It's just not her role and no amount of beautifully filmed scenes of a wintry Venice, or glamorous parties, or stylised interiors or Alfa Romeo sports cars can overcome that. There is also some poor direction of the actors - of Baker in particular, who gets a bit too over- Shakespearian in his emoting at times (early on - the hand clawing at the face...no Stan, you were better than that, much better) and a few scenes which are simply too set-up to be plausible.In the end its not a film that holds the attention, the characters are too unsympathetic to feel any connection with and although there are moments of poetry , as a whole it's a plodding misfire. My apologies to all fans of Miss Moreau - no offence, very few actresses could have made this role work.

 

Jeanne Moreau hooks Stanley Baker and hangs him out to dry

6/10
Author: msroz from United States
30 September 2013

"Eva" has a lot of style, a lot of lovely scenery, a fair amount of emoting, a score from Michel LeGrand that sounds both offbeat and European, and not that much plot. It has quite a lot of noir elements to the plot and occasionally noir photography.

Jeanne Moreau is a sultry woman of 34, but looking older. She likes money and uses men to get it. She likes luxury but she's really a high class prostitute. She's self-indulgent and likes herself. She knows exactly how to twist men around her finger by playing hard to get.

Stanley Baker is an insecure man who has stolen his brother's book and made his fame in that way. Made into a movie, he's in Venice and Rome with the director, screenwriter and cast, including the beauty Virna Lisi. He and Lisi are a couple, but Baker is a womanizer. When he becomes addicted to Moreau, tragedy follows.

Moreau likes to listen to Lady Day, especially "Willow Weep for Me". It is perhaps a mistake of the movie to use it so much and so fully, because in 16 short bars of music Billie outclasses anything on the screen, and she brings us into a world that is totally different in its purity and beauty from anything in the lives of Baker and Moreau, though not the pure-looking Lisi.

I like Baker a great deal, and for the most part, in most scenes, he is entirely believable. But when it comes to his playing the sheep dog to Moreau and becoming a footstool, he cannot do it convincingly. He's too strong. Yes, Richard Burton could do that and in some of his roles as washed up men, he did exactly that.

Supporting actor James Villiers as the screenwriter was first-rate. He livened up the story whenever he appeared.

Otherwise we had to put up with a rather excessive focus on Moreau's exploration of Baker's bedroom and her playing with her hair and doing modest unrobings. This stood in for some better written scenes with the two stars acting and interacting with others. There just seemed to be too much missing.

There was no way to be sympathetic to anyone except the poor Lisi, who marries Baker and is hoping that her love will suffice.

In the end, the surroundings and photography of Venice and the haunts of the rich hold the film together almost better than do the disjointed story and Baker's seemingly endless attempts to bed Moreau, which are sometimes rewarded and sometimes spurned. At times, I felt as if I was watching a watered down version of "La Dolce Vita".

Movies don't always come out as planned or envisioned, and sometimes they lack these and/or the complete artistry needed to make them pan out. This one has the feel of talented people trying but somehow missing. Even they may not know why they missed, but the result is still better for having been tried than never to have appeared at all.

If you are an admirer of Jeanne Moreau you should try to see this movie.

Author: (monabe) from Tuross Head, Australia
8 February 2000

If you fondly remember Jeanne Moreau from Jules et Jim, that alone will make this film well worth seeing. I recall it as a very " early 60's " movie, with not a little incoherence in the plot department. However, Jeanne Moreau's unique presence and "look" really fitted the role she played, and is something of a tour-de-force.

 

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Analyse par Oscar Duboy (Fin)

Tout est à recommencer et chaque rencontre n’est en fait qu’un leurre, un pas de plus vers la ruine. C’est un jeu démoniaque de séduction où la Merteuil exécute les règles et où Valmont n’arrive pas à les comprendre. Dans un monde d’hommes où être femme est un dur métier, Eva travaille le cynisme auquel son rival n’est pas à la hauteur.Voilà ce que nous décelons des suggestions laissées par une mise en scène qui trouve ici la forme la plus apte à rendre l’esprit intrigant de Venise. Le spectateur se laisse guider par Losey dans cette ville où il sera peut-être voyageur un jour ; alors il le remerciera de lui avoir montré ce que la folie touristique lui empêchera désormais de voir.

(ça mes pov'zenfants,c'est certain :JAMAIS plus,vous ne pourrez voir Venise comme dans ce film,ni Vérone,ni Florence,ni Sienne...c'est bel et bien foutu)

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Analyse par Oscar Duboy (suite)

Venise est peut-être une ville romantique, et pourtant on ne nous a jamais montré la vraie nature de son charme : il est voilé et non pas étalé, diabolique et non pas bénin. Il faut s’y noyer comme Tyvian se perd dans les méandres de sa passion dévoratrice pour une ville qui s’appelle Eva. Elle l’enivre, tout en restant distante telle la caméra de Joseph Losey qui nous engloutit dans un univers baroque où les ombres noires flânent derrière les arabesques sous les percussions endiablées.

Nous sommes dans le domaine du perceptible, abandonnés aux sensations, traces irrationnelles, les seules capables de fournir les fils d’une liaison qui ne connaît pas la raison. Dans un premier temps, nous croyons enchaîner les étapes alors qu’il n’y en a pas. Aucun lien n’est construit ; comme Eva le répète à Tyvian : « Don’t fall in love with me » (trad. « Ne tombe pas amoureux de moi »).

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    ©-DR- EVA de Joseph Losey (1962) p11

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Cette étrangeté sert de penchant spatio-temporel au néant qui entoure les personnages, loin des effets de carte postale qui ont fini aujourd’hui par représenter cette ville. On y verrait la Basilique de Saint Marc vue de face sous le soleil, ici le place est entraperçue dans le reflet oblique d’un miroir. On trouverait la sempiternelle perspective de l’église de la Salute sans en connaître chaque facette cachée de sa rondeur dévoilée ici par des plans subreptices aux angles improbables. On ne s’apercevrait même pas qu’il y a vraiment de l’eau sous les hordes de gondoles qui dominent les images reçues, si Losey ne nous montrait pas ces canaux solitaires, vides de toute circulation.

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