HEADING
SOUTH
SUNDAY, 11TH NOVEMBER, 10.00 A.M.
TUESDAY, 13TH NOVEMBER, 8.30 P.M.
RUNNING TIME 105 MINUTES
RATED M
SYNOPSIS:
Brenda (Karen Young), a 48 year old divorcee from Georgia, US,
returns to Haiti one summer in the 70s, three years after her
previous visit. On her previous visit with her husband, she
had met the 15 year old Legba (Menothy Cesar), who was responsible
for her first orgasm. Now, on her return, she finds him among
other middle aged women tourists, including Ellen (Charlotte
Rampling), the 55 year old French literature teacher from Boston,
a regular at the beachside hotel run by Albert (Lys Ambroise).
Legba is hers now, his beautiful young body a sensual pleasure
for her and a means of survival in the poverty stricken island
country for him. But there is more at stake than sexual jealousy
in a Haiti where corrupt and powerful forces threaten Legba
- forces which the tourist women cannot comprehend.
Review by Andrew L. Urban:
There is nothing exotic about the Haiti depicted in Laurent
Cantet's adaptation of Dany Laferriere's stories about middle
aged American women whose role reversal in the sex tourism trade
is a refined and complex version of what many Australian men
find enticing in Asia. The sky is forever overcast like an omen,
and the atmosphere bristles with the socio-political clash of
touristic bonhomie and resident oppression.
The women are older than the teenagers they seduce with money
and/or gifts, so they can once again touch youth - both metaphorically
and physically. But the film's tone is more robust than that
sounds, with Charlotte Rampling energising her scenes and Menothy
Cesar adding a complexity to his character of Legba that helps
define the film's dramatic throughline. Karen Young is terrific
as the strangely naïve yet determined divorcee coming to rekindle
a special holiday romance, and Lys Ambroise is a melancholy presence
representing the indigenous Haitians who have seen all the foreigners
come and go, didn't like any of them and now have to suffer the
ignominy of oppression under their own people.
Sex and politics is a heady mix, and Cantet uses these elements
to great advantage; the script stumbles in its oblique treatment
of a pivotal dramatic incident in the final act, but even so,
the film makes for an engaging and haunting experience. The mise
en scene is powerfully evocative and the demons revealed by the
key characters ride rampant through our imaginations.
Review by Louise Keller:
Hot sex in the Haitian
sun is the main thrust of Laurent Cantet's Heading South, but
melancholy and loneliness are the film's key emotions. Women
over 40 flock to the palm tree lined idyllic beaches where hunky
and attentive Haitian men are sex toys for the taking. The film
is a mix of fascinating voyeurism as we glean an insight into
the lives of three women who escape their everyday lives to 'have
fun' in the sun. Cantet's exploration of love, lust and loneliness
is at its best when we watch the women on the beach expose their
emotions, but his attempt at including more (such as a documentary-like
revelations about each of the women, and a clumsy head-on encounter
with political voodoo) is less successful.
'You didn't come here for a tan,' says Charlotte Rampling's
Ellen to Karen Young's Brenda, who has just found her feet in
the sand. But it is clear that nobody comes to Haiti for a tan.
The attraction is sex on legs, and the price tag is flexible
- dollars or gifts. Rampling portrays a lonely and somewhat desperate
55 year old woman who tries to give 'a free reign' to the charming
Legba (Menothy Cesar), but her outwardly free-spirited attitude
is caught up by the combination lock of her heart. She is relaxed
but cannot help reveal her jealousy when Ellen arrives. Ellen
makes no pretence about her notions of romantic love; after all
it was while holidaying here with her then husband, that she
met Legba in a life-changing encounter.
Politics crash into cupid's euphoria, and suddenly there is
ugliness in the lovers' tropical paradise. The final act is long
and tedious, and the climactic twist confusing. There is much,
however, that is enticing about this glimpse of life where sex
is a commodity for women in search of a little attention. The
performances are so real, we can almost feel their shame.
Source:
www.urbancinefile.com.au
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