a last gasp
by Douglas
Messerli
Arnault
Labarrone (screenwriter and director) Petite faiblesse (Soft Spot, aka Little Weakness) / 2005 [18 minutes]
In this case, a handsome young Frenchman,
Marc (Anthony Hallot) finds a young Polish man, Dimitry (Grégory Granier) is
willing to do anything the married man asks of him. Presumably he’s paid for
his efforts, but he too may just be enjoying his sexuality in a kinky manner.
Curious in regard to Marc’s late nights
and disappearances, she opens his computer only to discover the texts he has
been sending to Dimitry outlining his specific instructions of their meet-ups.
At first, she not so much disgusted as
intrigued, imagining her own body undergoing the same sexual aggressions in
which Marc has begun to engage.
The second meet-up is far more detailed,
describing the precise place in a deserted parking structure where he hopes to
be bound, gagged, and beaten up by leather thugs. And as Marion imagines his
own pain and sexual ecstasy, she spills the can of purple paint, rolling on the
floor in a kind of disgusted fantasy—and perhaps in a brief salute to
Michelangelo Antonioni’s Blow Up—of being herself redefined by the
purple paint in which her body wallows. She showers away her new skin, as does
Marc shower away the blood upon his return.
But this time, as she begins to sew on the
buttons broken off his shirt, she becomes angry for his fantasies and lies, and
momentary takes up the needle, ready to plunge it into her belly.
As he lies sleeping, however, she enters
his study and writes directly to Dimitry, suggesting that he should come to
their apartment and have sex with her as she lies in bed with her husband, in
part, as she explains when Marc awakens to find Dimitry straddled over his
wife, so that he will not have to choose between her and Dimitry, able to have
both simultaneously.
But Marc is shocked, furious that Dimitry
has evidently decided by himself to change the rules; while gradually coming to
perceive that it was his own wife who had written to him.
Angry with the rebuke, Dimitry storms out,
Marc chasing after him, but at the door realizing he has now lost his
alternative fantasy world.
Distraught, Marion again begins to pound
her belly as if attempting to abort the child, asking herself and Marc how will
they now be able to write the fable of their own lives, how will they create
the story of their own secret desires. Stopping her from doing any further
harm, he explains that the fable lies in her belly.
It is clear that he has now accepted the
fact that any new experiences they have been seeking now exists in the life of
their soon-to-be-born child.
This work, accordingly somehow combines
illicit and kinky sex with a love story between the married couple. But it is
clear they will both have some explaining to do—at least to themselves if not
to one another—what lay behind their searches for something else, what
dissatisfactions with their own lives were they trying fulfill in the
experiments outside of their relationship? And will they both later regret that
they have not been fully able to explore those other worlds?
Los
Angeles, January 7, 2026
Reprinted
from My Queer Cinema blog (January 2026).




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