Not really a biopic because it handles only a short time in Jean’s life from 1968 onward, this makes its subject something of a Hollywood martyr and strains for relevancy to the point of awkwardness.
Andrews (who studied at Flinders University) obviously
has interest in studies of psychologically fragile women (his previous pic was
the fictional Una), and they don’t come much more psychologically
fragile than Jean, who’s underplayed by Kristen with a commitment lacking in
more than a few of her previous roles. Here she’s introduced leaving her (then)
husband Romain Gary (Yvan Attal) and young son in France for their home in Los
Angeles, and these early scenes, where Kristen speaks French with an American
accent, warn us that she’s not exactly in a good place.
On the plane she’s advised by agent Walt Breckman
(Stephen Root) to take a role in what was to become the notorious musical flop Paint
Your Wagon, but when she sees Black Panther Hakim Jamal (Anthony Mackie
a.k.a. Falcon from Marvel’s Avengers) making a scene about being refused first
class seats, she’s intrigued and somewhat smitten. Later posing for photos with
the Panthers, she then seeks out Jamal at his Compton home base and one thing
leads to another, despite the little fact that he’s married to Dorothy (Zazie
Beetz in another Marvel connection).
This is all happening while the Panthers are being
surveilled with lo-fi technology by the FBI as part of their COINTELPRO
operation, and Jack Solomon (English actor Jack O’Connell) becomes more and
more uneasy as the Bureau, with J. Edgar Hoover’s permission, sets its sights
on monitoring – and later harassing – Jean. His growing disgust doesn’t sit
well, however, with his superior Carl Kowalski, a frighteningly racist,
misogynist, violent and smug G-Man played by Vince Vaughn in scary mode, and
far, far away from his many goofy comedies.
There are moments here that should please classic film
buffs, including a recreation of the screen test that the teenage Jean did that
led to her being plucked from Iowan obscurity and cast as the lead in Otto
Preminger’s Saint Joan (1957) and mentions of her French New
Wave/‘Nouvelle Vague’ status after appearing in Jean-Luc Godard’s trendsetting Breathless
(1960). But this is less interested in her movies, and concentrates more upon
her passion for radical politics and the descent into the dangerous paranoia
that came later, and Kristen captures all of that complexity with a dedication
that must have proved exhausting. So much so, it seems, that she chose the
sheer inanity of the new Charlie’s Angels as her next project after this
one.
And… cut!
SEBERG (M) is in cinemas from 30 January
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