Review | Both Sides of the Blade movie review: Juliette Binoche, Vincent Lindon in a love triangle in French auteur Claire Denis’ adult melodrama
- Juliette Binoche and Vincent Lindon star as Sara and Jean, a middle-aged couple whose marriage is put under pressure when Sara’s ex-lover turns up
- Director Claire Denis digs deep to tell the story of this love triangle, and the film can be suffocating at times
3/5 stars
Veteran French auteur Claire Denis digs deep for this stripped-back romantic melodrama concerning the souring of a middle-aged marriage.
Here Binoche stars again, playing Sara, a radio host who is married to Jean (Vincent Lindon). When we first meet them, they seem entwined in an idyllic romance, frolicking in the sea on holiday.
But soon enough, it’s back to the compact Parisian flat they live in. Denis lets the camera linger as they return to their mundane existence, the couple opening the sliding glass doors to let some air into the stale flat.
Later, we’ll see passers-by wearing masks – this was obviously shot during the pandemic – and reality has a nasty habit of impinging on these characters’ lives.
Jean is an ex-con and former professional rugby player. He’s trying to set up a sports agency with the encouragement of François (Grégoire Colin), Sara’s ex-lover – who is suddenly back in the couple’s lives after years away.
When Sara sees François again, her heart skips a beat. Dormant feelings for him soon surface.
This love triangle is what drives Both Sides of the Blade, although there is a further subplot involving Jean’s 15-year-old son, Marcus (Issa Perica). The boy, who is of mixed race, lives with Jean’s mother, Nelly (Bulle Ogier), in the suburb of Vitry and barely speaks to his father.
Perhaps it’s this other life that distracts Lindon’s preoccupied character from Sara, as she begins an affair with François. The film’s original French title sums things up nicely: Feu, ou Avec Amour et Acharnement (Fire, or With Love And Fury).
While this is a very adult film – just look at the close-up scenes of Lindon and Binoche in bed, the camera never leering at their bodies but admiring them – it’s not always an easy watch.
Being incarcerated in this hermetically sealed world for nearly two hours is a suffocating experience at times, despite the impressively mature performances of Binoche, Lindon and Colin.
Denis also never fleshes out François as well as she might. Is he even real? Maybe he’s just a pipe dream, a long-lost love from years gone by.