Multiculturalism, systemic
racism, the lives of marginalized immigrants and police brutality formed the
key themes in Ladj Ly’s gritty, kinetic feature debut Les Misérables. The grungy, impoverished, subaltern, graffiti-laced,
and crime-filled outskirt Parisian commune of Montfermeil – Ly, whose parents were
from Mali, grew up here, and referencing an episode from the Victor Hugo
classic – which is packed with immigrant population of diverse ethnic and
religious backgrounds, formed a pulsating entity. Set over the course of a day
and a half, it portrayed the volatile relationship between the communities there
with the neighbourhood’s anti-crime police patrol, comprising of the street
smart but loutish squad leader Chris (Alexis Manenti, also one of the
co-writers), his partner Gawda (Djebril Zonga, also of Malian descent like Ly),
and the comparatively more conscientious Ruiz (Damien Bonnard), who’s just
joined that unit. The simmering locale seems to be on the verge of erupting
into gang violence courtesy the soft-spoken but mischievous young boy Issa (a
scintillating Issa Perica). While trying to chase and catch Issa, the cops
grievously wound him with a flash-ball; and, to make matters worse, the
incident is captured on video by a shy, voyeuristic, drone-obsessed kid. The
film – photographed with a striking sense of vérité and here-and-now, and
oftentimes using spectacular overhead shots – may appear tad uneven at times,
despite the ticking tension at all time. However, the two ends stood out for me
– the throbbing opening montage portraying Paris as a multiethnic melting pot
celebrating France’s 2018 football World Cup win and Mbappé as the face of its otherwise
ghettoized and disdained immigrant populace; and the explosive, elaborate and
intricately orchestrated final act ending, literarlly, in a Molotov Cocktail
face-off.
Director: Ladj Ly
Genre: Drama/Police Procedural/Urban Drama/Crime Drama
Language: French
Country: France
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