Bil’s rating (out of 5): BB.
Canada/Germany, 1994. Fire Dog Films, Malofilm, TiMe Medienvertriebs GmbH. Screenplay by Jeremy Podeswa. Cinematography by Miroslaw Baszak. Produced by Camelia Frieberg, Jeremy Podeswa. Music by Ernie Tollar. Production Design by Tamara Deverell. Costume Design by Aline Gilmore. Film Editing by Susan Maggi.
While awaiting a solar eclipse that will briefly enshroud the entire city of Toronto in darkness, various individuals prepare for the event by having sex (I honestly wish this was how Canadians deal with momentous events in the universe). Using a Ronde-like structure, Jeremy Podeswa’s film starts with two characters, one who goes on to the next scene, with the second person in that scene going on to the next and so on. Pascale Montpetit plays a housecleaner who has sex with her employer, then takes an English class with a recent Venezuelan immigrant with whom she gets it on on the classroom floor. He then has sex with a fellow Venezuelan, and she goes home to not have sex with her husband, who goes to a hotel the next day to have sex with a teenage boy (Matthew Ferguson), who goes on to…you know what, I don’t feel like going on any further. The idea is most likely that we’re supposed to watch people seeking connection in an empty universe, but it’s too shallow to come across that way. In between there are news accounts of the impending eclipse, which is never tied to the storyline in any meaningful way. Even the film’s overly arty photography only adds to its obviously meaninglessness.