With a Friend Like Harry (Harry, un ami qui vous veut du bien)
Director: Dominik Moll
Cast: Laurent Lucas, Sergi Lopez, Mathilde Seigner, Sophie Guillemin
(Miramax Films, 2001) Rated: R
by Cynthia Fuchs
PopMatters Film and TV Editor
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Men in the Mirror
Most movies will be compared to others. Whether the
comparison is overt, built into an advertising
campaign ("A Taxi Driver for our age!"), or comes up
in post-film conversations, it's part of how people
consume art and product -- they connect what they're
doing now to something they've done before. Still, it
takes nerve to reference Alfred Hitchcock, even in the
form of homage and in the spirit of good creepy fun:
fans of the Master of Suspense are devoted and
demanding, and they're everywhere.
Dominik Moll's With a Friend Like Harry (Harry, un
ami qui vous veut du bien) is a nervy, mostly
successful reworking of Hitchcockian themes and
devices, with particular attention to the allure of
the sociopath. Harry (Sergi Lopez) is smooth as can
be, scary-smooth. As soon as you see him, inquisitive,
needy, and not a little pushy, you're inclined to
distrust him. And that first reaction puts you one
tense step ahead of Michel (Laurent Lucas), hapless
object of Harry's desire to "help." When they run into
each other in a gas station men's room, Harry
introduces himself as Michel's old high school
acquaintance, but Michel has no memory of him. Harry's
vaguely but also visibly perturbed that he's made so
little impression on Michel. As you soon learn, Harry
remembers Michel precisely, even obsessively, to the
point that he can recite, with reverence, a painfully
melodramatic poem Michel published in their school
magazine, "The Dagger in the Skin of Night" -- and
yes, erotic innuendo runs rampant throughout the film,
though Harry and Michel understand themselves to be
absolutely -- even virulently -- straight.
Written by the German-born Moll and Gilles Marchand,
the film borrows from sources that aren't strictly
Hitchcock, but related in some way. It uses plot
elements from Patricia Highsmith and Hitchcock's
Strangers on a Train, as well as her Tom Ripley
novels (like the one recently adapted as Anthony
Minghella's film, The Talented Mr. Ripley). Like the
doppleganger characters in these stories, Harry
insinuates himself into Michel's life, at first
seeming congenial, then becoming aggressive. (His
strangeness is indicated in no small way by David
Sinclair Whitaker's score, which evokes Bernard
Hermann's work for Hitchcock, as well as the
soundtrack, a dull-roar undertone that reminds you of
David Lynch and Angelo Badalamenti's discomforting
effects).
In the men's room, Michel doesn't -- or can't -- see,
as you do, how the mirror behind him and Harry doubles
them, turning them into a foursome -- images made up
for one another as well as for themselves, alongside
present-tense bodies, reflecting one another in their
dark green shirts. His inability to see underlines the
fact that you do see -- as any Hitchcock fan is all
too aware, the fun comes in knowing more than your
point-of-reference character, thus, you feel nervous
for him. At this point, it's hard to tell what Michel
needs to know but doesn't, but Harry's creepiness is
hard to miss.
The other pertinent fact here is that Michel doesn't
remember Harry, not a bit (you find out later that
Michel's dentist father remembers fixing Harry's
teeth, to italicize Michel's personal "issue"). This
plot detail underlines the film's interest in the
connections between memory and identity, the ways that
actual events are transformed when remembered, and the
ways that self-understanding is shaped not so much by
what happens, but by what you remember and repress.
Michel has repressed Harry and Harry has obsessed over
Michel -- something terrible will result from this
lack of fit.
While this interest in memory as a means to character
is manifest in the film's own allusions to Hitchcock
(as collective memory), it is also the ground for the
narrative, part mystery, part venomous comedy. Harry
is obviously a mystery, appearing bascially out of
nowhere and proceeding to scheme and scam in his own
unnervingly placid way, but Michel is also a mystery,
especially to himself. His desires and ambitions have
long since been overrun by his go-nowhere life. As the
repeated shots of him sweating in his rickety family
car attest, he's stuck, playing distracted husband to
Claire (Mathilde Seigner), pragmatic father to three
little girls (Laurie Caminata, Lorena Caminata,
Victoire de Koster), and fidgety son to his
ceaselessly kvetching parents (Dominique Rozan and
Liliane Rovere). But he also realizes that teaching
French to Japanese businessmen is not exactly the
career he always wanted, and if he stopped to think
about it, he'd see that he's bored. His personal
underdevelopment has a material corollary in a country
house that he and Claire bought several years ago and
are still "fixing up." As Claire describes it, they're
not happy or unhappy, just exhausted all the time...
like many parents of small children.
Harry embodies alternatives: independence and wealth.
He has all that Michel does not, a new Mercedes, a
complacently sexy girlfriend named Plum (Sophie
Guillemin), and a formidable self-assurance. Michel is
both drawn to and repulsed by Harry, who invites
himself into Michel's family vacation plans, following
him home and showing off his uncanny memory of
Michel's adolescent writings, including a science
fiction story called "The Flying Monkeys." Given the
gooniness of this story (demonstrated in fragmented
images from Michel's nightmares) Claire and Michel are
initially skeptical of his taste in literature and
fanatical devotion to Michel, but Harry persists,
worming his way into every domestic argument,
decision, and space: he shows up in Michel's kitchen
late at night, eating raw eggs to "reinvigorate" after
orgasm; advises Michel on how to "handle" his
meddlesome parents; and with increasing urgency,
encourages Michel to take up writing again.
Michel and Claire's responses to Harry range from awe
to distrust to disgust; Plum, on the other hand,
appears to worship him, in much the same way he
worships himself. Her hand caressing the back of his
meaty neck as he drives, she says admiringly that his
motto is "Solve every problem." He tends to buy
solutions: "Money is no object," Harry boasts, then
buys Michel a brand new SUV, despite the latter's
protestations that the car is "vulgar." At once
trivial for Harry, who apparently has too much money,
and excessive, a sign that Michel owes him, or he owns
Michel, in some skin-crawly way.
There are plenty of anxieties to go around here, most
of them concerning what it means to be -- or at least
behave like -- a man. Harry and Michel are both
contending with self-doubts and frustrations, despite
their necessary and mostly banal masculine fronting.
And this may be With a Friend Like Harry's most
noteworthy observation -- the sheer blandness of
Harry's villainy. Lacking imagination, he admires
Michel's bad writing, loses patience over the
slightest social infractions, and commits completely
stupid acts of violence. He's so concerned with acting
like a man, he's unable to think his way past the
performance. And in that way, he's much like the
apparently "normal" Michel.
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