Saw this last night. Blew. My. Mind.
Henri-Georges Clouzot’s Inferno (2009), directed by Serge Bromberg and Ruxandra Medrea
Part documentary, part reconstruction, this film combines stunning technicolor screen tests and endless takes in black and white with testimonials from the cast and crew of what it was like to witness this brilliant, mad director dissolve into obsession. In many ways, the story of L’Infer played out much like its filming, and its director’s own faults (and vice many versas).
It’s such a goddamn shame L’inferwas never completed, because the screen tests alone would’ve been enough to dazzle me for hours. The fortuitous nature of how this film came to be, however, is a great story of its own; trapped in an elevator for two hours with Clouzot’s widow, Inès, and learning that she possessed all the footage of L’infer, which hadn’t been touched in over 30 years.