'I am a reflection of you' Angela tells Andre, with an assured, smile over their table at a Parisian café.
'What, a beautiful, 6 foot tall slut?' He asks, amused.
'Yes.' For those who truly read into those lines, I believe them to be the summation of Andre's dual character profiles (the aesthetic average
and the beautiful inside 'put simply', as Angela might say) and the marrying of all the elements together in this Luc Besson beauty...
Angela is the physical manifestation of Andre's 'inside'. In physicality - on which we all naturally draw instant conclusions on the people we encounter...she is the obvious everything that Andre can't see in himself, as it would mean looking past the 'first layer' - the surface.
His good nature evokes the saying of those who stand '6 feet tall' purely on the grounds of his goodness - a man to be looked up to. Her 'sluttiness' - that dress and attitude - is a reference to Andre's habit of whoring himself out indiscriminately to anyone, regardless of their true intentions, who'll show him the slightest bit of attention or superficial kindness (the gambling scene and it's lead-up in the bar, embodies this). Her beauty, the embodiment of the western mainstream ideals of femininity and attractiveness - tall, long-legged, blonde, generally model looking - refer to the all-pervasive 'good' that Andre really is inside.
Luc, instead of being conventionally preachy by consistently arguing the self is more important than the superficial - actually engages both, a physical manifestation - one in which we all recognise - to exemplify another in a way that couldn't possibly be lost on his audience.
Very well done.
That line truly made the film for me - otherwise, an elegant, jovial, delicate and smooth-running watch.
'What, a beautiful, 6 foot tall slut?' He asks, amused.
'Yes.' For those who truly read into those lines, I believe them to be the summation of Andre's dual character profiles (the aesthetic average
and the beautiful inside 'put simply', as Angela might say) and the marrying of all the elements together in this Luc Besson beauty...
Angela is the physical manifestation of Andre's 'inside'. In physicality - on which we all naturally draw instant conclusions on the people we encounter...she is the obvious everything that Andre can't see in himself, as it would mean looking past the 'first layer' - the surface.
His good nature evokes the saying of those who stand '6 feet tall' purely on the grounds of his goodness - a man to be looked up to. Her 'sluttiness' - that dress and attitude - is a reference to Andre's habit of whoring himself out indiscriminately to anyone, regardless of their true intentions, who'll show him the slightest bit of attention or superficial kindness (the gambling scene and it's lead-up in the bar, embodies this). Her beauty, the embodiment of the western mainstream ideals of femininity and attractiveness - tall, long-legged, blonde, generally model looking - refer to the all-pervasive 'good' that Andre really is inside.
Luc, instead of being conventionally preachy by consistently arguing the self is more important than the superficial - actually engages both, a physical manifestation - one in which we all recognise - to exemplify another in a way that couldn't possibly be lost on his audience.
Very well done.
That line truly made the film for me - otherwise, an elegant, jovial, delicate and smooth-running watch.