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| Olga Karlatos in Gloria Mundi |
Cast: Olga Karlatos, Armand Abplanalp, Philippe Adrien, Roland Bertin, Jean-Louis Broust, Alain Halle-Halle, Christiane Tissot, Mehmet Ulusoy. Screenplay: Nikos Papatakis. Cinematography: Yves Lafaye, Yorick Le Saux, Jean-Paul Pradier, Benoît Rizzotti, Frédéric Variot. Production design: Robert Voisin. Film editing: Thomas Bertray, Jean-Claude Bonfanti. Music: Barbaud Brown Klein, Tasos Chalkias, Bernard Parmegiani.
Sometimes a performance is so uninhibited that you can't quite decide whether it's effective or excessive. That's the way I feel about Olga Karlatos in Nikos Papatakis's Gloria Mundi. She bares everything, emotionally and physically, as Galaï, the actress playing an Arab terrorist in a film directed by her lover, a never-seen man called Hamdias (the voice she hears on the tapes she plays is that of Papatakis). On tape, he expresses dissatisfaction with the scream in a scene she is playing, so while sitting in her bath she gives herself an electric shock that she hopes will elicit the right sound for a woman being tortured. And so begins a film that's a satire on filmmaking, as well as a commentary on political radicalism, and also just a little bit of an exploitation flick on its own. Gloria Mundi takes Galaï, and the audience, through a series of outrageous moments, some of them in the film-within-the-film that is screened for an audience of jaded sophisticates, to an appropriately explosive conclusion. In the end, however, its satire and political comment are undermined by a too-obvious determination to give the audience a kick in the head.
