Director: Romain Gavras
Starring: Vincent Cassell, Olivier Barthélémy .France. 1h 28m
Somewhere in the bleak landscape built up by Roman Gavras in his disturbing and cringeworthy drama, two maladjusted men find a kidship and go on a spree of violent destruction around France. But what could link them so strongly on their crime spree, their red hair, it’s a plot which is just crazy enough to work but with Vincent Cassell not only starring but in place as a producer the film may not have achieved its full potential but it’s something so unusual and powerful, it sticks in the mind with it’s utter bizarre narrative and sly look at the social construct that would allow this to happen.
A teenage outcast Rémy (Barthélémy) befriends a violent racist psychiatrist Patrick (Cassell) who shares his red hair and helps him release his repressed feelings and their session moves from the therapist chair and onto the streets of Northern France, their unspoken bond gets them into trouble as they begin to interfere with anyone who crosses their path. At times their crazy antics seem a touch juvenile and petty, but there’s an overall badass hardcore posturing from the pair as they form their magnum opus, through some difficult situations their slightly incoherent babbling and prophetic ideas, they need to travel to Ireland where red heads are treated kindly, and within this haven, band together with other gingers and fight a war against the rest of the world , who; through the systematic discrimination of red heads have brought this retribution on themselves. And thus this it’s game on.
Cassell and Barthélémy both co-starred in Champions morbid occult masterpiece Sheitan (2006) only 4 years previous and it seems the time spent together making the equally twisted thriller but with darker occult roots, really paid off and the two were able to strip away reason from this tempestuous drama as their dynamics makes everything seem so much more relaxed, harmonious and more terrifying as they rage through France like a pair of deranged terrorists.
Somehow through all the petty and freakish violence, the absurd narrative, the road trip runs out of road and energy, luckily it’s just in time as the pair take to the sky after trying to remove traces of their red hair to avoid detection, poor Rémy uses a strange technique of stealing some hair removal cream and smearing it all over his head and trying to remove it while wielding a shotgun and being chased by locals through a quiet streets in a little town.. that’s something you have to contend with once you get into this unusual film.
Our Day Will Come at times gets a bit too strange for its own good, but it doesn’t make the mistake of dripping into a full surreal hallucinatory style while it feels like it should, as its main cast are experiencing some kind of psychotic episode, a master and student both kindling their worst aspects and feeding off each others energy , but will they ever burn out? It’s admirable and ambitious that the narrative manages to hold together in a film like no other you’ve ever seen. It’s not quite as savage to make into the new wave of French Extreme but it sits carefully on the edge of the genre, a slightly more palatable slice of that vicious pie.
Related: Seithan (2006), The World Is Yours (2018)
List: A-Z French Cinema
Spotlight: Vincenet Cassell