Trust is dynamic. Two individuals attempting suicide bookend this lyrical fairy tale, shot in black and white with tones reminiscent of a Renoir shot in the 30s. If you can trust, you awaken great possibilities, good fortune unfolds. In this allegory it comes to lucre, and commitment; in life, (for the rest of us) perhaps a house payment and affability. Not everyone requires submission to the skills and profound dark stare of a professional knife thrower; Vanessa Paradis finds emotional fulfillment in her trust of Auteuil, and sexual satisfaction in her "safe" position as target of his worthy intentions. The film's rhythm becomes a bit disturbed upon their separation, even a bit hackneyed; however, the final coda on the bridge with Paradis saving Auteuil and returning the favor is worth the down time wondering through cliched Turkish bazaars. The French have not forgotten romance.
Review of La fille sur le pont
