An invisible boy meets a blind girl. She is the only one, apart from his mother, who can ‘see’ him. But what if she were to suddenly gain functional eyesight? Would he disappear?
More and more, modern cinema globally tackles cynicism. Writer/director Harry Cleven wanted to counter this by portraying romantic naiveté. Mon Ange is a tale of impossible love made real through the metaphor of magic.
Mon Ange proves low budget does not always equal low quality. On the contrary, it forced Cleven to think through cinematic conundrums without leaning heavily on post-production visual effects. In a film that explores the senses, this is a blessing in disguise; a return to the roots of classic cinema before computer-assisted enhancements existed. Instead of designing 3D objects to give the impression of weight and presence upon inanimate surroundings, Mon Ange largely uses manual pressure points created by pre-scripted body placement and mechanical manipulation.
Highly sensorial, the camera framing is often tight on the actors’ faces – their skin, their freckles, their goosebumps. Many images are blurry, bokeh’d, and shot from unconventional angles. Thus is the dizzying effect of first love, after all. Can love conquer boundaries? If nobody can see us, is our presence justified in this world? If we feel like we exist, do we really exist?
Mon Ange is a beautifully sensitive and sensual treatment of what it feels and looks like to love…differently.
Last Festival Screening : Cineplex Quartier Latin at 5pm, October 11th, 2017.