Review by
Eric Hillis
Directed by: Lea Mysius
Starring: Noee Abita, Laure Calamy, Juan Cano
As those who make or simply consume and appreciate movies seek to bring more female voices into the filmmaking fold, there's been much debate about the different qualities women behind the camera may bring to cinema, and you've no doubt seen your share of poorly rendered female characters and found yourself wishing they had been written by a woman. Such binary thinking can be regressive however, and there's plenty of evidence to suggest men are capable of creating complex female characters and vice versa. Some stories however, simply have to be told by a woman. Lea Mysius's striking feature debut, Ava, is one such film.
A sun-kissed French beach is invaded by a black dog, DoP Paul Guilhaume's unforgiving 35mm cinematography rendering the animal a silhouette against the sand and sun. The dog comes upon a young sleeping girl, and begins to chow down on her unprotected fries. The girl is 13-year-old Ava (Noee Abita), spending a listless, restless summer by the sea with her single mother Maud (Laure Calamy). The dog belongs to Juan (Juan Cano), a brooding 18-year-old Spanish gypsy and petty criminal who lives off swiping unattended belongings left on the beach.
A 17-year-old playing a 13-year-old so convincingly she often makes Ava a disturbing and morally debatable watch, Abita is the acting discovery of 2017, a presence that demands your attention without ever resorting to showy tricks. It's a remarkably assured and nuanced performance, capturing the physical awkwardness of a child who believes she's an adult, and it's one that veers seamlessly between cringe comedy and looming tragedy.
It's Arnold's 2011 adaptation of Wuthering Heights that I was most reminded of, with Mysius exploiting the never-ending, breezy French coastline in the same manner Arnold captured the Yorkshire moors, whistling wind replaced by crashing waves, while Juan is very much an (un)romantic love interest broken from the Heathcliff mold.
If at times Mysius' inexperience is betrayed by film school pretensions (a Dali-esque dream sequence involving an eyeball borders on the parodic), it's rendered forgivable by the youthful, punkish energy she brings to her tale. I have to confess that as a male who is old enough to be its anti-hero's father, Ava played closer to a horror movie than the intended coming-of-age fantasy.
Her protagonist's vision may be dwindling, but Ava suggests Mysius' own lens will remain open to the light for a long time to come. I look forward to joining her on her filmmaking journey.
Ava is on MUBI UK now.