It's time to tango in Paris once more. This new excursion comes courtesy of arthouse
filmmaker Sally Potter (Orlando), but her footwork has little of the grace and profundity
that characterized Bertolucci's Last Tango. Potter stumbles fearlessly through this
semi-fictional/autobiographical story about a filmmaker named Sally (played by Potter),
who falls in love with the tango while experiencing frustration during the writing
of a screenplay called Rage (a script that Potter, the filmmaker, put aside to shoot
The Tango Lesson). Her tango tutor/love interest, Pablo, is played by the renowned
Argentinean tango master Pablo Veron. Entranced by the implicit subtext of the dance
form in which the sexual dynamic is formalized into a highly stylized choreography,
both Sally the fictional character and Potter the actual filmmaker find the tango
lessons a soothing respite from the cerebral desk & duff work of scriptwriting.
As The Tango Lesson's plot develops, it turns out that Pablo is just as interested
in breaking into the movies as Sally is in becoming a tango tootsie. So the two strike
a bargain: Pablo will teach Sally to become a top-notch tango dancer and Sally will
let him star in her next film. As the characters' emotional lives become entwined
with their professional lives, the tango increasingly becomes a central metaphor
for complications of life. How can a person simultaneously be a director on a film
project and a follower in a dance number? Can the collaborative art of filmmaking
accommodate the proscribed steps of the tango? Can a director who prides herself
on her artistic freedom bend to the demands of an unyielding dance pattern? Can Potter
find a way to make the audience share her obsessions? To the last question, the answer
is no. The Tango Lesson is ponderously scripted and stiffly acted, and though the
narrative causes the characters to skip continents and languages (the story bounces
from Paris to Buenos Aires to London and back) little of the passion that drives
this story is conveyed. You never really sense what these two individuals see in
each other apart from their professional arrangement. The film's camerawork, however,
is a joy to watch as Robbie Muller's black-and-white footage matches the dance choreography
step for step. The whole movie has a rich, embossed sheen, a duotone contrast to
the opulent full-color glimpses of the aborted movie Rage, in which swan-like female
models in haute-couture evening gowns are chased by a legless designer with murder
in his heart. I'm not sure that I'd prefer that Rage were made in place of The Tango
Lesson. But with Rage I'm guessing that at least I'd know when the jig was up.
2.0 stars
--Marjorie Baumgarten
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