8.5/10
In 1992 visual artist Sophie Calle went on a road trip with photographer Greg Shephard. They each had a video camera, and they also recorded their own thoughts independently both through their cameras and afterwards in voice-over. They agreed to take the road trip barely knowing one another, driving from coast-to-coast with a loose promise of a Vegas wedding at the end of the journey.
Though this is played for realism, it's impossible to deduce what is fiction and what's real in this hybrid video essay/road movie/love story/documentary. The situation seems unbelievable (two near-strangers cooping themselves up in cars and hotels for a month and marrying in Vegas) but there is precious little in here that even bares a passing resemblance to acting. In watching the footage they shoot and the monologues they give about each other, themselves, their surroundings, their moods, etc, they seem too complex, too contradictory, too illogical, to be anything else but human beings. It's a fascinating, immersive trip, shot and edited very much like a Chris Marker film (to whom the movie is dedicated), but unlike just about anything I've ever seen. I highly recommend it.
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