There's a part in the film where the Richard III director Messala reads a review of his failed production. I'm paraphrasing, but the critic from the review says that there's a kind of pointless German expressionism to everyone's acting. The director of this unwatchable film included that scene presciently knowing that wise critics would also say that about "L'important c'est d'aimer."
Yes, this must be the most overacted film. It's something about Schneider and Kinski that makes this film laughable. I've always felt German-language actors of the era overacted as a way to display soul, edginess, and perhaps because they were taught to adulate their heritage cinema, but gosh... yawn. There's something utterly un-French about this bizarre French-language film. It's also quite one note with the histrionics and irrelevant nudity. Fail. Just don't.
Yes, this must be the most overacted film. It's something about Schneider and Kinski that makes this film laughable. I've always felt German-language actors of the era overacted as a way to display soul, edginess, and perhaps because they were taught to adulate their heritage cinema, but gosh... yawn. There's something utterly un-French about this bizarre French-language film. It's also quite one note with the histrionics and irrelevant nudity. Fail. Just don't.