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I saw the latest film by David Carradine

"The actor David Carradine has died." These words resonate over the radio in the first seconds of Stretch , the latest film what will have been turned ... David Carradine. In June 2009, the actor died in his hotel room in Bangkok in circumstances that have spilled much ink the time. If he was in Bangkok for the shooting was Stretch, the new film by Charles de Meaux. Of course, the sudden and unexpected Carradine has somewhat disrupted the plans of the film, which was left in mourning for one of its headliners.

hard to say what was the initial importance of the role played by the actor in the scenario of Charles de Meaux, but what is certain is that both his remaining scenes in the assembly of Stretch make participation Carradine almost anecdotal. The director has rewritten the film for that scenario does not suffer too much of his disappearance. Of course all this will mark Stretch, who will never shoot the film on which the Kill Bill actor died, probably eclipsing the movie for what it is. I play myself by spending the first few lines of this post to this aspect of the film.

Yet it is not there a movie anecdotal. At least should we not take the highly sordid death in Bangkok Carradine as an actor, whose career has consisted of more forgettable B movies that large films, during the filming of a Franco-Thai production, for the mark of an all-comers in which they were entitled to expect the actor recently. No. Stretch is not a series of cheap B side of the world. It is a strange object that holds much more cinematic experimentation that comfort. A vision of the film, impossible not to think at one time or another in film by Apichatpong Weerasethakul, a filmmaker who has been repeatedly produced by the director of Stretch, Charles de Meaux. Whatever the meaning of the link between the two men, there is something in the film Meaux reminiscent of the Thai filmmaker.

It's very strange because it is not at all what I expected by going to see Stretch . Could I really expect that by not knowing hardly Charles de Meaux and reading the film synopsis: A young French jockey, disqualified for six months shopping for a hexagonal toxicological positive control, seeks his fortune in Macao city of paris and money. There, his novice status is forgotten and it quickly becomes a star of racetracks, accumulating victories and fame. But the jockey is not master of his destiny, and there are many who want a share of its success.

With a pitch like that, hard to imagine that we will be faced with a more experimental film classic, yet the finding is rapid. Charles de Meaux has little interest in a standard linear plot. What seems to motivate him is the exploration of the evils of human beings on board a way undermining its landmarks, prompting him to test his limits. More than the plot, what interests Meaux is to observe a man against himself, against his convictions, his doubts, his possibilities. And by the way, let ramble, be absorbed by the atmosphere of the French race tracks, street lights of Macao. Yes, Stretch is definitely a strange movie. Stylistically, the film wanders even more. Its HD picture and sound work so strange accentuate the impression of wandering.

Yet Stretch is to take away my membership. The film leaves me skeptical admiration. Already because the script (which worked on author Douglas "Generation X" Coupland!) Seems poorly accommodated the sudden death of David Carradine. If Terry Gilliam has beautifully proved last year with The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus a film can stand up and draw tremendous energy from the loss of one of his actors, Stretch 's hard to do mourn that this enigmatic character who portrays Carradine and the state proves ultimately futile. Then because with all his stylistic wanderings, these text messages on the screen, the voiceover narrative supporting roles being heard without warning, these ellipses browsing strangely intrigue, Charles Meaux we lose some along the way. If film by Apichatpong Weerasethakul especially if not appropriate to the audience that I am, I still found a consistent film by its purity of form and screenwriting. With Stretch , Charles de Meaux is both contemplative and touching this film reflective while taking us into an intrigue of Paris and corruption in the world of horseracing. Now his desires and his scriptwriting stylistic approach really live together without merging.

Disappointment is the feeling that dominates the more outgoing Stretch because if the sauce does not is discernible ambition unexpectedly leaving still room for a few beautiful moments pictures. While the film does not convince, but he tries, and it's already a beautiful thing. Fabien Onteniente working on a film project about the middle of horse races too, and it is easy to imagine that this film will not even try to be worthy of a film unique. And I much prefer a movie out as disappointment Stretch (released in theaters on January 12) to be at least explored areas of the film rather incongruous that going to a movie not promising than usual.