Screened as part of NZIFF 2015

Love 3D 2015

Directed by Gaspar Noé Incredibly Strange

“Gaspar Noé may be the only director in history who could make a two-and-a-quarter-hours-long pornographic film in 3D and then have it legitimately described as his least offensive picture to date.” — Robbie Collin, The Telegraph

Aug 07

Embassy Deluxe

Embassy Theatre

Aug 08
Sold Out

Embassy Deluxe

Belgium / France In English
134 minutes 3D DCP / CinemaScope

Director, Screenplay

Producers

Gaspar Noé
,
Edouard Weil
,
Vincent Maraval
,
Brahim Chioua
,
Rodrigo Teixeira
,
Genevieve Lemal

Photography

Benoît Debie

Editors

Gaspar Noé
,
Denis Bedlow

Production designer

Samantha Benne

With

Karl Glusman (Murphy)
,
Aomi Muyock (Electra)
,
Klara Kristin (Omi)
,
Juan Saavedra (Julio)
,
Jean Couteau (Noe)
,
Vincent Maraval (Lieutenant Castel)

Festivals

Cannes (Midnight Screenings) 2015

Elsewhere

“The last time we were caught in provocateur Gaspar Noé’s crosshairs it was back in 2009 with Enter the Void, which ended on an orgasmic crescendo by literally [!] fucking the audience. He’s back with more of that kind of sex stuff with Love, a memory poem as sexual odyssey/obsession told via the nostalgia of its tortured protagonist. Sexually explicit, but not necessarily distasteful, Noé is simply showing the general mechanics of people having sex. The rest of the narrative, seeking to explore the undoing of a passionate, youthful relationship… explores the mundane inevitability of monogamy and how solving such an issue in a union based mostly on sexual attraction proves to be difficult… It’s unique to see Noé presenting these petty squabbles with such earnestness… It’s an artfully made examination of sexual and romantic experiences rarely committed so bluntly to film. And in 3D, no less… Love feels very much like a film from Noé, utilizing DoP Benoît Debie once again to create some gorgeously shot sexual sequences, even if the artistic choices may go unnoticed due to our unfamiliarity with certain images outside of pornography.” — Nicholas Bell, Ioncinema