Arnaud Desplechin
Screenwriter
Arnaud Desplechin, Emmanuel Bourdieu
Starring
Catherine Deneuve, Mathieu Amalric, Melvil Poupaud, Anne Consigny, Chiara Mastroianni, Laurent Capelluto, Jean-Paul Roussillon
Studio
IFC Films
Release Date
21 May 2008 (France)
Screenwriter
Arnaud Desplechin, Emmanuel Bourdieu
Starring
Catherine Deneuve, Mathieu Amalric, Melvil Poupaud, Anne Consigny, Chiara Mastroianni, Laurent Capelluto, Jean-Paul Roussillon
Studio
IFC Films
Release Date
21 May 2008 (France)
Synopsis: Junona (Catherine Deneuve) and Abel (Jean-Paul Roussillon) are the parents of three children: Elizabeth (Anne Consigny), a melancholic playwright with a mathematician husband (Hippolyte Girardot) and a tortured teenage son, Paul (Emile Berling), Henri (Mathieu Amalric), the self-destructive black sheep, banished from the family events by Elizabeth five years prior, young Ivan (Melvil Poupaud), the peacemaker, is married to the lovely Sylvia and has two eccentric little children, while fourth - Joseph, the eldest - died of leukemia in a child. When the disease reappeared again in the family, all are tested to see who can become a donor, and then everyone - including lovesick cousin Simon and Henri's girlfriend, Faunia - return home for a long weekend of Christmas . Everything crowded again under the same roof, solidarity quickly - and hilariously - lies in conflict, drunkenness and bed-hopping, as the whole world struggle to make sense of the mysteries of family life, and what lies ahead.
Review: "A Christmas Tale" is a marvel of intimate character study, revealing a wealth of behavioral complexity among the members of a dysfunctional family gathering for Christmas. It is about a family laughing and crying off its own curse, and the joy is in knowing the filmmaker and we are laughing and crying right along with them. It center on a large, fractious family gathered in a comfy house for one of life's big rituals and feature a depressive grown daughter, a wild, wonderful soundtrack, and filial dynamics that strain and stretch the boundaries of civility. This is an intimate character-based drama with a sprawling ensemble and a 151-minute running time to match.
The Film introduces us to Junon (Catherine Deneuve) and Abel (Jean-Paul Roussillon), the matriarch and patriarch of the none-too-harmonious Vullard clan, whose roots are in the provincial French town of Roubaix (near the Belgian border). At the very beginning of the film, the movie opens with a narrator outlining the family back story which is the crucial background information. In the early 1960s a young couple, Abel and Junon Vuillard, give birth to two children, Joseph and Elizabeth. Joseph has a rare genetic condition, and only a bone marrow transplant can save him. But Abel and Junon, as well as Elizabeth, are incompatible. And so the couple conceive a third child, Henri -- but his marrow doesn't match, either. Joseph dies at age 7. The couple have a fourth child, Ivan. And as "A Christmas Tale" moves forward to the present day, we learn how each member of the Vuillard family has moved on, and away, from this initial seed of loss and sorrow. At Present, only a few days before the sugar plums and wassail are set on the table, Junon Vuillard, the grand matriarch of a family of lunatics, is diagnosed with a serious case of leukemia, the same disease that already claimed her eldest son Joseph. A bone marrow transplant is her only chance and now circumstances conspire to bring the entire family together for the Christmas for the first time in six years. They are include the eldest surviving child, Elizabeth (Anne Consigny), and her emotionally withdrawn son, Paul (Emile Berling); the black sheep of the family, Henri (Mathieu Amalric), and his bubbly lover, Faunia (Emmanuelle Devos); the youngest son, Ivan (Melvil Poupaud), his devoted wife, Sylvia (Chiara Mastroianni), and their two young children; and Simon (Laurent Capelluto), the son of Junon's dead brother. This moment is also the "reunion" of Elizabeth and Henri, who don't like each other. Elizabeth is a successful playwright who is consumed both with worry about her fragile teenage son, Paul and with rage toward her ne'er-do-well brother Henri. Henri is a fast-talking hustler, an alcoholic whose entire personality is a compensation for always having been despised by his parents. He returns to his family home piss drunk with his new lady friend Faunia, fully prepared to pour salt in every familial wound he can locate, including the mutual distaste felt between Junon and himself. And it's not only past grudges and Junon's illness that color the weekend but also unforeseen romantic complications, a heady mix that produces completely unpredictable results.

Desplechin's narrative strategies can be puzzling at first glance, but it's still OK because his drama unfolds with a comforting acuity that defies easy analysis. A holiday family gathering, A terminal illness, Bitter resentments and feuds, Secrets revealed, Relationships kindled and others in a state of flux. If all of this sounds overly familiar and potentially treacly, fear not. Desplechin is a past master at this sort of Chekhovian orchestration of multiple story lines. He treats its characters and their lives with an uncommonly raw and complicated realism. Desplechin isn't out to explain as much as explore the complicated relationships between family members and the complexity of feelings behind those connections. It's a tender and lovely scene, an evocative way to suggest the theatricality of memory and the blurring of detail over time. It's also a prelude to the playful storytelling and inventive technique to come in the mercurial, knotty and cinematically vibrant drama of family dysfunction stirred up over a Christmas gathering, The performances in A Christmas Tale are uniformly wonderful. The actors are individually good. They work together to feel like a family. Deneuve is imperious, but also impossible not to feel for. Amalric makes for a ridiculously endearing bad seed. Devos, in just a supporting role, sparkles -- an amused family outsider who brings levity to the amassed tension. As Elizabeth, Consigny is taut with supressed rage. Deneuve's real life daughter Mastroianni is lovely.
In General, roiling with laughter, tears, drunken confessions, revelatory soliloquies, pain, sorrow, hospital visits, and various kinds of love, A Christmas Tale is a smart, sprawling, and sublimely entertaining feast. "A Christmas Tale" is emotionally rich and cinematically thrilling film. With at least nine primary characters and running two and a half hours, it's a big, fat novel of a movie, a domestic epic that fuses bitterness and forgiveness in completely satisfying ways.
The Film introduces us to Junon (Catherine Deneuve) and Abel (Jean-Paul Roussillon), the matriarch and patriarch of the none-too-harmonious Vullard clan, whose roots are in the provincial French town of Roubaix (near the Belgian border). At the very beginning of the film, the movie opens with a narrator outlining the family back story which is the crucial background information. In the early 1960s a young couple, Abel and Junon Vuillard, give birth to two children, Joseph and Elizabeth. Joseph has a rare genetic condition, and only a bone marrow transplant can save him. But Abel and Junon, as well as Elizabeth, are incompatible. And so the couple conceive a third child, Henri -- but his marrow doesn't match, either. Joseph dies at age 7. The couple have a fourth child, Ivan. And as "A Christmas Tale" moves forward to the present day, we learn how each member of the Vuillard family has moved on, and away, from this initial seed of loss and sorrow. At Present, only a few days before the sugar plums and wassail are set on the table, Junon Vuillard, the grand matriarch of a family of lunatics, is diagnosed with a serious case of leukemia, the same disease that already claimed her eldest son Joseph. A bone marrow transplant is her only chance and now circumstances conspire to bring the entire family together for the Christmas for the first time in six years. They are include the eldest surviving child, Elizabeth (Anne Consigny), and her emotionally withdrawn son, Paul (Emile Berling); the black sheep of the family, Henri (Mathieu Amalric), and his bubbly lover, Faunia (Emmanuelle Devos); the youngest son, Ivan (Melvil Poupaud), his devoted wife, Sylvia (Chiara Mastroianni), and their two young children; and Simon (Laurent Capelluto), the son of Junon's dead brother. This moment is also the "reunion" of Elizabeth and Henri, who don't like each other. Elizabeth is a successful playwright who is consumed both with worry about her fragile teenage son, Paul and with rage toward her ne'er-do-well brother Henri. Henri is a fast-talking hustler, an alcoholic whose entire personality is a compensation for always having been despised by his parents. He returns to his family home piss drunk with his new lady friend Faunia, fully prepared to pour salt in every familial wound he can locate, including the mutual distaste felt between Junon and himself. And it's not only past grudges and Junon's illness that color the weekend but also unforeseen romantic complications, a heady mix that produces completely unpredictable results.
Desplechin's narrative strategies can be puzzling at first glance, but it's still OK because his drama unfolds with a comforting acuity that defies easy analysis. A holiday family gathering, A terminal illness, Bitter resentments and feuds, Secrets revealed, Relationships kindled and others in a state of flux. If all of this sounds overly familiar and potentially treacly, fear not. Desplechin is a past master at this sort of Chekhovian orchestration of multiple story lines. He treats its characters and their lives with an uncommonly raw and complicated realism. Desplechin isn't out to explain as much as explore the complicated relationships between family members and the complexity of feelings behind those connections. It's a tender and lovely scene, an evocative way to suggest the theatricality of memory and the blurring of detail over time. It's also a prelude to the playful storytelling and inventive technique to come in the mercurial, knotty and cinematically vibrant drama of family dysfunction stirred up over a Christmas gathering, The performances in A Christmas Tale are uniformly wonderful. The actors are individually good. They work together to feel like a family. Deneuve is imperious, but also impossible not to feel for. Amalric makes for a ridiculously endearing bad seed. Devos, in just a supporting role, sparkles -- an amused family outsider who brings levity to the amassed tension. As Elizabeth, Consigny is taut with supressed rage. Deneuve's real life daughter Mastroianni is lovely.
In General, roiling with laughter, tears, drunken confessions, revelatory soliloquies, pain, sorrow, hospital visits, and various kinds of love, A Christmas Tale is a smart, sprawling, and sublimely entertaining feast. "A Christmas Tale" is emotionally rich and cinematically thrilling film. With at least nine primary characters and running two and a half hours, it's a big, fat novel of a movie, a domestic epic that fuses bitterness and forgiveness in completely satisfying ways.


















