I shouldn’t be shocked that Pascal Plante’s Fake Tattoos worked so well on me. I’m not a sucker for Before Sunrise riffs. I’m a sucker for good Before Sunrise riffs, and Fake Tattoos is a very good Before Runrise riff. It’s good enough that I almost feel awkward making the comparison. I’ve never heard Plante’s name before, but he clearly knows what he’s doing; he shoots the movie without any vanity, leaving it up to his leads to carry his story of missed connections and young love. It’s sweet as hell and often gutting. Glad The Playlist had a remote viewing link so I could write about it while it plays at Berlin this year.
A Constant Visual Feast 