(2000)
1.5
Jonathan Crow
Billed as Thelma and Louise meets Romance, Baise-Moi feels more like Natural Born Killers meets Deep Throat, only less subtle. What starts as an anarchist spree of sex and violence evolves into a mean-spirited rant, alternately titillating and abusing the audience with no discernable political agenda. While touted as a feminist invective against male and bourgeois domination, the lurid manner in which the actresses are shot and the sex acts depicted seem more in keeping with male fantasy than female empowerment. The film's ballyhooed nihilism lacks the poetry or imagination of the works by Francois Ozon, or even John Waters. Shot on video, the film has the sort of cheap feel of public access television.
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Baise-Moi (2000)
