Atlantic City (Louis
Malle, 1980)
Lou is a small time gangster, who
thinks he used to be something big. He meets up with a younger girl, Sally, who
is learning to be a croupier. Her husband turns up with drugs he has stolen
from the Mafia.
Louis
Malle once said that he never really was a part of the
French New Wave. However, many would consider his first films as part of the
famous French films. Having worked with Jean-Jacques
Cousteau and Robert Bresson
brought to his films some kind of distance from his subjects. This is probably
one of the reasons he could treat the issue of French collaborators as cold and
as deeply involved as in Lacombe, Lucien.
Malle always wanted to make films like Bresson’s and in some ways it is better
that he managed to make films of his own and not copy what his master did. It can
only be one Bresson.
With Atlantic
City, Malle tells the story of Lou (Burt
Lancaster), a nostalgic low key gangster that is only the shadow of
himself. He is devote to Grace (Kate
Reid) the lover of one his closest friends who was killed on the boardwalk.
Their relationship is one of submission from Lou and they are linked together
by their past. Both living in it and feeling sorry that Atlantic City is not
what it used to be. Living in the apartment next to Lou, is the young Sally (Susan Sarandon) who wants a fresh start
after her husband left her for her pregnant younger sister. When Sally’s
ex-husband gets knifed after trying to sell drugs he took from the Philadelphia
mafia. Lou sees the opportunity and becomes what he thinks and fantasies about:
a real high class gangster. He gets a clean white suit, protects Sally, and
acts like a real man.
Lancaster’s presence is noble and like his role in Luchino Visconti’s masterpiece The Leopard he brings an angle of truth
to his unfortunate loser that is getting a real kick out what must be a normal
day for a gangster. He acts just like a little boy who realizes he can
accomplish things he always dreamed about.
Far from being Louis Malle’s greatest film, I preferred
the coldness of Lacombe, Lucien but I
need to discover more of his films to have a clear portrait of the director, Atlantic City may seem a bit aged but
delivers a sincere portrait of a city that was trying to erase the traces of
its bleaker past to build on the casinos and hotels that garnishes its
boardwalk today. It is a little ironic to watch this film after the disaster of
Sandy but it gives another point of view when we see the demolition of the
hotels and the constant work of bulldozers in the back of almost every outside
frame.
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