ON FIRST FILMS
I caught up to the opening night film, Leos Carax’s, Annette, with Adam Driver and Marion Cotillard about a chic LA couple. He’s something between a performance artist, Henry McHenry, a deeply male standup comedian who emerges onstage in a puff of steam and a prizefighter’s robe and a deeply insightful performance artist, which you can tell because his performances run to insulting his adoring crowds, not in the Don RIckles style, but for their intellectual deficiencies and craven celebrity worship. She’s Ann Something French (?), an opera star of new operas playing downtown. They marry, rule the LA arts district and have a baby, Annette, played mostly by a freaky baby puppet out of work since freaky baby horror films went the way of the dodo.