Diva

Leading a
solitary life with few possessions outside a sparse Paris loft and his trusty
moped, Frédéric Andréi obsesses over opera soprano Wilhelmenia Wiggins
Fernandez, a recluse who long refused to commit her voice to record. Andréi
sneaks a Nagra recorder into one of her concerts and comes away with perfect
audio for his own private gratification, but when Taiwanese bootleggers find
out about the tape, they come after him. As if that wasn't enough, a prostitute
in possession of another tape—this one implicating a corrupt higher-up in the police
department—slips it into his bag, leading to a second group of ruthless
thugs (including future Jean-Pierre Jeunet regular Dominique Pinon) on his
tail. For protection, he turns to a pretty young kleptomaniac (Thuy An Luu) and
her mysterious philosopher roommate (Richard Bohringer).

As Andréi
flees the mob, the cops, and seemingly half the criminal population of Paris, Diva reaches a liberated, New
Wave-inspired fever pitch, typified by a justly famous chase through the
staircases and tunnels of a Metro subway station. In the end, Beineix doesn't
aspire to anything more significant than a stylish divertissement, but the film
mostly succeeds on that front, with particularly strong contributions from
cinematographer Philippe Rousselot and composer Vladimir Cosma, whose simple,
gorgeous piano score carries much of the atmospheric load. But the problem with Diva is that its
innovations are now clichés, since Cinema Du Look has become, simply, art
cinema as we've come to expect it.

Key
features: An awkwardly overdubbed Beineix commentary joins a long, segmented
series of documentary featurettes called "Discovering Diva."

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