Le Secret (2000) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
A French movie has been shot. (pause) Round up the usual suspects. Yup, same old, traditional French movie theme. A 35 year old woman is married to a wonderful, boring guy with an uninspiring aptitude in the bedroom. It's La Femme Infidele without the murder. Gosh, I guess you'll never guess what happens next. OK, I know you'll never get it, so I'll have to tell you. 1) affair 2) remorse When married to Mr Boring and selling encyclopedias, she just felt that there should be something more in life, and that she was really missing something. |
In other words, she had the same banal thoughts we
all have when we get to a certain age and have not accomplished what
we might have or seen all we should have. Unfortunately, some
people think that they are the only ones who have these thoughts and
have to make a movie from this unique concept. As it turns out, the only thing Madame was really missing was a big macho guy who would rip off her clothes, then grab her ankles, pull them five feet apart, and point them at the summer moon. |
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Luckily for her, Candyman (Tony Todd) was in town for a horror villain convention. They always have 'em in Paris, at the insistence of the American Werewolf. All the masked villains would prefer to go to Venice during the masquerades, but a lot of the others are afraid of water - the Antichrist and the Wicked Witch of the West in particular. The bored housewife heads off to the horror convention to try to sell some Encyclopedias. Freddy Kruger is just about to slash her when Candyman intervenes. It turns out the Candydude has his own pad in Gay Paree, and he takes Madame back there and opens up her bodily orifices so wide that you could drive a humvee through 'em. In fact, in one scene I think he actually did that. |
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As time goes on, she comes to realize that having a grade-B American movie actor use her as his personal Inflatable Judy doll is not getting her any closer to the future she once dreamed of, and her husband starts to get a little suspicious when she comes home from "selling encyclopedias" with her body covered with bruises, and her anus stretched out to the circumference of a volleyball. So she has to figure out how to fess up and patch up with her boring husband. Having dealt with her mid-life crisis, she goes to the next stage of life much wiser. Not to mention much wider. |
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