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HumaniteEverything about the French drama ''Humanité is confounding. It's glacially paced, opaque, and underpopulated. It contains long, numbing takes of a...HumaniteForeign LanguagePT148MUnratedEverything about the French drama ''Humanité is confounding. It's glacially paced, opaque, and underpopulated. It contains long, numbing takes of a...2000-06-16Severine CaneeleWinstar Cinema
Emmanuel Schotte, Humanite

OH, THE 'HUMANITÉ' Schotté watches as Tullier and Caneele get clos

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Humanite

Genre: Foreign Language; Starring: Emmanuel Schotte, Severine Caneele; Director: Bruno Dumont; Author: Bruno Dumont; Runtime (in minutes): 148; MPAA Rating: Unrated; Distributor: Winstar Cinema

Everything about the French drama ”Humanité is confounding. It’s glacially paced, opaque, and underpopulated. It contains long, numbing takes of a man’s staring eyes and long, unnerving takes of a woman’s exposed genitals. It won prizes at Cannes in 1999; it also elicited boos and titters. And it ought to be seen, because it’s a work of moral and spiritual mystery as stubbornly challenging as ”Gone in 60 Seconds” is morally anesthetizing.

Writer-director Bruno Dumont’s meditation on human guilt and forgiveness is set, as was his previous, more accessible parable ”La Vie de Jésus,” in an unpretty stretch of countryside that constitutes the entire universe to Pharaon De Winter (Emmanuel Schotté), the local police lieutenant in a town that barely constitutes a locality. Pharaon – living a life of daily tedium with his mother – is investigating the gruesome rape and murder of a girl; in his free time he tags after his neighbor Domino (Séverine Caneele), a factory worker.

He’s paralyzed in his love for the rough-featured young woman, and she may like him back. She shows it, though, by torturing him, letting him watch her engage in harsh sex with her bus-driver boyfriend, Joseph (Philippe Tullier).

Dumont suggests Pharaon is shouldering all the pain of the world. But this sometimes laughably slack man could be a murderer. Pharaon is also the fool, a doormat, or maybe even mentally ill – maddeningly, stingily, Dumont offers no clues, preferring ambiguity.

And there’s disconcerting ambiguity, too, about the performances of Schotté and Caneele, named Cannes’ Best Actor and Best Actress. Dumont regularly works with nonprofessionals to powerful effect, but Schotté’s glazed manner while accepting his prize suggests that he wasn’t acting, and neither was Caneele. ”Humanité” tries one’s patience, but so does Jerry Bruckheimer, who gets off far too easy for his sins while Dumont must beg for an audience.