- Director: Simon Lavoie
- Writer: Simon Lavoie; Gaétan Soucy
- Producer: Marcel Giroux
If the narrative had been as artistic and carefully planned as the cinematography...then, this ridiculously titled film would have been an odds-on favourite for some major awards.
Talk about a missed opportunity...Simon Lavoie has taken quite a few liberties with Gaétan Soucy's novel...that, in itself, is not a bad thing: Filmmakers are visionaries, they interpret the words.
Alas, some directors should not write and most writers should not direct. The book was concerned with alienation, seclusion and isolation. Simon Lavoie managed the alienation bit...by alienating his audience. Scenes that expected too much from the audience without giving anything in return...she's a girl, raised as a boy - because, his penis fell off...c'mon!?! Over-acting is a bit of an issue. But, the straw that broke this camel's back...scenes that just went on for far too long...including that final scene! Talk about driving the audience out of the cinema...for what seemed an eternity, screaming!
Quite a few walked out...those who remained, left with their ears ringing...with disappointment. The vision was there...sadly, the story-telling was not.
In the wake of their father's death, two children gradually come to realize the perverse nature of their upbringing.