If anything, this spooky little film will make newlyweds feel a whole lot better about their decisions; or maybe not. It's all fun and games until the vacation ends in exsanguination. See Vincent Gallo and his fetching snookum in gay Paris. See Vincent Gallo with an American Psycho-like mouthful of raw crotch meat. See Vincent Gallo dry grind some doughy matron on public transportation while holding an unharmed (Christmas is saved!) puppy. Thank your God that Gallo appears here, without his natural acting abilities and broodingly intense presence, this film would have been a pretentious bust. Like all of Claire Denis' films it lacks overall cohesion in the storytelling and feels deeply disjointed and dislocated. Atmospherically it works in large part, again, due to Gallo's presence. A fine young cannibal with no fear of transmitting Kuru and/or being aptly compared to Armie Hammer (too soon?). Also, bloody good soundtrack provided by the Tindersticks, one of the most monstrously underrated bands of all-time!
Review of Trouble Every Day
