David Olympe Cabon and Romain Le Bleis | La Terre Est Ronde (The Earth Is Round) / 2020 [TV series, 6 short episodes]

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by Douglas Messerli

 

David Olympe Cabon and Romain Le Bleis (screenwriters and directors) La Terre Est Ronde (The Earth Is Round) / 2020 [TV series, 6 short episodes]

 

The series does not begin well as Vincent (David Bremaud) makes an appointment to meet up with an on-line correspondent, Julien (Thomas Da Costa) in the park. He sits on a bench awaiting the mysterious man in a red hat, only to be joined by a rather jaunty and not so personable individual who challenges even his existence as someone waiting for another being to show up. The intruder is not wearing the red hat promised in the on-line meet-up, so Vincent is more than a little distressed by the unfriendly individual who has just joined him. But soon after, the intruder, pissed by Vincent’s lack of interest, goes skate-boarding off, donning a red hat.

    Already in episode 2, poor Vincent is out of sorts, angry for the possible “no show” of his “Instagram” date, but also for his refusal to communicate with the guy of the bench. His dance partner Manue—which I might describe as a truly difficult “bitch,” a word I hardly have ever applied to the female sex—complains about his lack of concentration, and Vincent goes off into the dark, but always beautiful Paris landscape, with a blurred notion of what might lay ahead regarding his sex life.

     I have to say that by the third episode, when Vincent turned out to be pizza delivery boy to a woman who was obviously distracted for a great number of reasons, including a possible liability suite, an evidently failing lesbian relationship, and a visit to the opera, I truly wanted to cut off my own connection to this “round earth” series of events. Just pay him and let him get out of your far too-complicated life, I wanted to scream.

    Well, in all such TV series, things get somewhat better as Vincent is asked to fix his neighbor Madelaine’s internet connection. She has evidently forgotten to plug in the necessary cord. But in their conversations over a nice glass of Chardonnay, during which she appears to know all about his Instagram meet-up, she argues that perhaps the man of his dreams—not the one he was presented to on the fake account but handsome nonetheless—may not truly be interested in another woman, the pizza-eating “bitch” I previously mentioned, but in fact may be truly interested in him. Perhaps the woman may be only a sister, a cousin, he her best gay friend. The only way our hero can discover the truth is to himself attend the opera where they have planned to meet up. This obviously is a French series; there is hardly any possibility that such a meet-up could be even imagined in US television. We are moving into French Boulevard farces of the late 19th century without any of their fun.

      Vincent follows the “couple,” to discover the woman helping to buy him a new outfit, evidently for the opera. They seem to be a couple until…another boy shows up, maybe an unknown lover? Well, we limp into the final season episode 6, only to discover that the lover, is the original Instagram poster with whom Vincent was actually hoping to meet up.

      He arrives, the next morning with a pizza, and order returns to this Schnitzlerian drama of circular love.

      There was no possible other continuance for this 2020 series. The circle had been made, the serpent eating its own tale, our hero utterly enjoying the boy with whom he had originally planned to meet.

 

Los Angeles, February 13, 2023

Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (February 2023).