Raw, highly imaginative love story/fantasy of lost souls Binoche and Lavant, slowly evolving from monsters into angels. A remarkable achievement.
Wild, chaotic, and deeply romantic—The Lovers on the Bridge is like falling in love mid-explosion. Binoche and Lavant burn through the screen in this gorgeous, grimy, utterly unhinged fever dream.
This is a strange sometimes surreal movie. It is at times realistic and then drifts or slams into fantasy. There are raw ugly scenes but there are some gorgeous scenes that made me gasp. We see Alex & Michele steal a speed boat. Fireworks all over Paris lighting the canal. He furiously drives the boat as she water skis (with great ability). They are crazed and mad with a vicious joy. Dance scene on the bridge showcasing her dancing and Denis Lavant’s skills as a gymnast. A scene in underground tunnel with posters lining the walls bursting into flames. Interesting and quirky. Raw. I don’t think I have seen the gorgeous Juliette Binoche looking so roughy scruffy (and yet still gorgeous). Good escape from this time of the plague.