I Love You, I Don't
Director: Serge Gainsbourg
Year Released: 1976
Rating: 1.0
Tasteless joke from France's very own Gainsbarre that is a rare curio for fans (like myself) - because Serge only directed a handful of pictures - and a must-avoid for anyone else. Who else would be so amused by flatulence, casting Gérard Depardieu as a horse-lover, the idea of a gay truck driver sodomizing an androgynous café worker and then having his own wife, Jane Birkin, playing that café worker and spending a good chunk of the movie naked and crawling around the floor? The ending is a slap in the face, and any other director would probably be accused of misogyny (and probably homophobia), but a healthy understanding of Gainsbourg's sly humor (this is a guy who rolled around in bed with his daughter, Charlotte, for a song called "Lemon Incest") makes this come across more as tacky than offensive.
