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Film Review: Let My People Go!

Stylized and sweet comedy plays Jewish culture and gay nightlife against each other in a world where nobody gets offended.

Jan 9, 2013

-By John DeFore


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A fairy-tale romance whose title acknowledges both a saturation in and longing to be free of Jewish cultural baggage, Mikael Buch's Let My People Go! cross-breeds cultures that are rarely paired onscreen. The presence of Almodóvar collaborator Carmen Maura may tip moviegoers off to the pop-inflected, comic semi-scandals in store.

Employing an archly retro visual scheme that recalls the self-conscious cinematic fetishes of some New Queer Cinema, the film opens on a gay fantasia of small-town domesticity in Finland. Living with his adorable blond lover Teemu (Jarkko Niemi) in a lakeside cabin, French immigrant Ruben (Nicolas Maury) works as the friendly mailman in a neighborhood whose colorful houses look like Scandinavian Skittles.

After a misunderstanding involving a parcel full of euros, though, Teemu casts his lover out of Eden, sending Ruben back to Paris where a family dry-cleaning business, melodramatic subplots and the descendants of Abraham await. Maura plays the matriarch, welcoming Ruben back to the fold while subtly urging him finally to get his act together.

Ruben is comically ill-at-ease here, but, with his girlish voice, thin skin and catastrophic motor skills (he nearly kills a young nephew on the playground), where wouldn't he be? As Ruben flounders, Buch milks laughs from the friction between his parents' devout Judaism and the waywardness of their children. From a gay bar's "Coming Out of Egypt" party to an imagined TV ad for "Jew-You Spray," these gags enliven the movie's more mundane conflicts, which include a sister on the verge of divorce and the 20-year affair Dad has been hiding.

Buch, who penned the script with Christophe Honoré, keeps cutting back to Finland, where poor Teemu is heartbroken. The time given to these scenes might not have been enough to keep the romance plot afloat without the winning performance of Niemi. The actor makes Teemu much more sympathetic than Ruben—more virtuous, more comfortable with himself and the world—so that in rooting for his continued presence onscreen, we're forced to care if the two reunite.

Buch has some fun with that question, working both of the lovers into bed with other characters and, in a very funny if implausible moment, manages to force a gruff old police captain to play middleman between them. For one brief moment in this light, briskly paced rom-com, someone onscreen is more uncomfortable than Ruben.
The Hollywood Reporter


Film Review: Let My People Go!

Stylized and sweet comedy plays Jewish culture and gay nightlife against each other in a world where nobody gets offended.

Jan 9, 2013

-By John DeFore


filmjournal/photos/stylus/1370068-Let_People_Go_Md.jpg

For movie details, please click here.

A fairy-tale romance whose title acknowledges both a saturation in and longing to be free of Jewish cultural baggage, Mikael Buch's Let My People Go! cross-breeds cultures that are rarely paired onscreen. The presence of Almodóvar collaborator Carmen Maura may tip moviegoers off to the pop-inflected, comic semi-scandals in store.

Employing an archly retro visual scheme that recalls the self-conscious cinematic fetishes of some New Queer Cinema, the film opens on a gay fantasia of small-town domesticity in Finland. Living with his adorable blond lover Teemu (Jarkko Niemi) in a lakeside cabin, French immigrant Ruben (Nicolas Maury) works as the friendly mailman in a neighborhood whose colorful houses look like Scandinavian Skittles.

After a misunderstanding involving a parcel full of euros, though, Teemu casts his lover out of Eden, sending Ruben back to Paris where a family dry-cleaning business, melodramatic subplots and the descendants of Abraham await. Maura plays the matriarch, welcoming Ruben back to the fold while subtly urging him finally to get his act together.

Ruben is comically ill-at-ease here, but, with his girlish voice, thin skin and catastrophic motor skills (he nearly kills a young nephew on the playground), where wouldn't he be? As Ruben flounders, Buch milks laughs from the friction between his parents' devout Judaism and the waywardness of their children. From a gay bar's "Coming Out of Egypt" party to an imagined TV ad for "Jew-You Spray," these gags enliven the movie's more mundane conflicts, which include a sister on the verge of divorce and the 20-year affair Dad has been hiding.

Buch, who penned the script with Christophe Honoré, keeps cutting back to Finland, where poor Teemu is heartbroken. The time given to these scenes might not have been enough to keep the romance plot afloat without the winning performance of Niemi. The actor makes Teemu much more sympathetic than Ruben—more virtuous, more comfortable with himself and the world—so that in rooting for his continued presence onscreen, we're forced to care if the two reunite.

Buch has some fun with that question, working both of the lovers into bed with other characters and, in a very funny if implausible moment, manages to force a gruff old police captain to play middleman between them. For one brief moment in this light, briskly paced rom-com, someone onscreen is more uncomfortable than Ruben.
The Hollywood Reporter
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