A Colony *** ½ / *****
Directed by: Geneviève
Dulude-De Celles.
Written by: Geneviève
Dulude-De Celles.
Starring: Emilie Bierre (Mylia), Jacob
Whiteduck-Lavoie (Jimmy), Irlande Côté (Camille), Noémie Godin-Vigneau (Nathalie),
Cassandra Gosselin-Pelletier (Jacinthe), Robin Aubert (Henri).
You would
be forgiven for thinking in the early scenes of Une Colonie – the Quebec film
from debut filmmaker Geneviève Dulude-De Celles that you are basically in for a
French Canadian version of Bo Burnham’s Eighth Grade. Both films focus on a
girl roughly the same age, who is shy and awkward, and does what she can to fit
in with the rest of her classmates. There are other similarities as well – so
comparisons between the two films are likely inevitable, and don’t really do
Une Colonie any favors, as Burnham’s film is clearly superior. But as it moves
along, you notice the differences more than the similarities – the types of
things that Dulude-De Celles is doing that Burnham didn’t attempt. She is
trying to make a film with a slightly wider angle lens here. Yes, it’s still
about the trials and tribulations of being a 13-year-old girl – but it makes
connections to the world outside of her immediate vicinity as well. It has to
do with the title of the film, which is about colonization. Clearly, the main
character is responsible for that – for what has been done to Indigenous
Canadians in the past or present. But it explores perhaps what she can do, in
her very small way.
The film
stars Emilie Bierre (so good in a small role in Philippe Lasange’s Genesis
recently as well) as Mylia – a quiet, shy 13-year-old girl in rural Quebec. She
has a little sister – Camille (Irlande Cote) who is a little weird – perhaps no
weirder that Mylia, but less afraid to show others her weirdness in that way
little kids can be fearless. Their parents are going through some stuff – and
perhaps won’t make it. All Mylia really wants is to fit in at school and have
friends. And then she makes two – who couldn’t be more different from each
other. The first is Jacinthe (Cassandra Gosselin-Pelletier), who is what Mylia
thinks she wants in a friend – one of the popular girls, who accepts Mylia into
her group, as long as she doesn’t rock the boat, or question what Jacinthe does
too much. The other is Jimmy (Jacob Whiteduck-Lavoie), an Abenaki boy who lives
on the reserve close to town. The film certainly hints at making Jimmy into a
noble savior figure –we first see him rescuing Camille as she is being taunted
by the other kids in the film’s opening scene, and later we will see him rescue
Mylia and get her home when she drinks too much “punch” at Jacinthe’s party.
You cringe a little when you think this is going to be another story where the Indigenous
character exists solely to teach the white people in the movie something – but
luckily, Jimmy becomes a more complex character after those initial appearances.
He is a nice guy – a real one – but he isn’t perfect, and he doesn’t just take
the casual and not so casual racism he faces on a day-to-day basis in stride –
it makes him angry. He is also capable of lashing out – more out of
disappointment than angry – at Mylia, like when she tells him she’s dressing up
with Jacinthe and her friends as a girl group for a Halloween party, and he
wonders why she doesn’t go as a “warrior” instead of a “slut”.
But you
can see where this is going – and you are pretty much right. Eventually, Mylia
will have to decide between what she wants in a friendship – the real one that
Jimmy offers her, which comes with the added bonus that he genuinely cares for,
and likes Camille, or the kind of fake friendship that Jacinthe offers. But
even that isn’t quite so simple – as the film is more a journey for Mylia than
anything else. At the end of the movie, she’s pretty much in the exact same
situation she was in at the beginning of the film – but now, she is better able
to handle it, and stay true to herself.
The film
is well-made by Dulude-De Celles in a casual, observational style. She doesn’t
provide Mylia any opportunities – like the Vlog’s in Eighth Grade did – for her
to tell her feelings to the camera, but then again, it isn’t as necessary, as
she has more friends that she converses with here – and the stakes are laid out
fairly explicitly. The film could have descended into cliché and sentimentality
– and although it comes close at times, it never quite does. A lot of that is due
to the performances – all of which appealing by the young cast. All three of
Bierre, Whiteduck-Lavoie and Cote are appealing young performers, and they
carry the movie through any rough patches there may be.
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