Venus in Fur (2013 Cannes review)

One of the big critical sensations from this year’s Cannes was All Is Lost, a daring drama that featured Robert Redford all by his lonesome on screen for the film’s entire running time. It’s such an impressive feat of acting that it succeeded in overshadowing the festival’s other great example of minimalist narrative. Venus in Fur gives us two characters engaging in a battle of wits, practically in real time, in which the power dynamic slowly changes over the course of about 95 minutes. But because we’re never quite sure of the true motives of one of the two leads, it’s as if the film is populated with three or four different people tormenting the other helpless character.
Based on the play by David Ives (who co-wrote the screenplay), Venus in Fur never shakes its stage-bound origins. That proves not to be a detriment but, rather, a strength. Thomas (Mathieu Amalric) is a playwright looking to cast the lead in a new adaptation of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch’s novel Venus in Furs that he’ll be directing. However, his hopes to find the perfect actress have proved frustratingly futile, and he’s ready to call it a day when into the theater saunters Vanda (Emmanuelle Seigner), terribly late, visibly disheveled and yet insistent that she’s perfect for the role. Exhausted from hours of fruitless auditions but too tired to put up sufficient resistance, Thomas acquiesces, figuring that letting this overbearing woman read for the part will be quicker than fighting with her about it.