I was pretty excited to see Our Day Will Come when I thought it was a film about two gingers who get sick of everyone's shit and high-tail it to Ireland where everyone has red hair and no one will make fun of them anymore. I'm less excited now that I've seen the movie and found that it's only kind of about that, and then only if you squint.
Our Day Will Come is not a logical film. Its two main characters are more or less insane, so a lack of sense has a certain appropriateness to it. But when we're told so little that even an accurate synopsis threatens to be factually inaccurate, something is wrong. I don't need a movie spelled out for me, but a couple letters don't hurt.
The film's two main characters start out separately. Remy (Olivier Barthelemy) is a youngster who lives in one of the more casually contentious homes I've seen in a film lately and has spent his whole life being made fun of by his peers both for being gay and for being a ginger. On the gay front, the movie really wants his sexuality to be uncertain. He can't make it with the ladies, but when he tries to make it with a dude, he also finds himself frustratingly unaroused. On the ginger front, his red hair is so dark it almost doesn't count.
Then there's Patrick (Vincent Cassel). I honestly don't understand Patrick. We first see him bored out of his mind while listening to a patient (he's a psychiatrist). Then we see him looking depressed just after finishing dinner. Next thing we know he's picking Remy up in his car, and it's all Crazytown from there. We have no idea if they're supposed to be friends or strangers, but it ends up not mattering much in the long run.
Whatever relationship they have or don't have develops into an incomprehensible codependency based on question marks. Patrick takes Remy under his wing and tries to get his blood pumping by putting violence and sex into his path, but Remy just isn't into it. Then he suddenly starts being aggressively proactive right as Patrick goes into a weird funk of his own. Eventually they shave their heads and the film ends.
Let me back up, so I can stick with what I do know. Both guys have red hair (based on a shot where one draws a picture and a shot where the other jerks off, they're also both left handed, but I guess that's just subtext), and both are unhappy. So they become pals and stay unhappy but in different ways. At one point, Remy decides he wants to go Ireland. Patrick doesn't really give a shit. They appear to have unlimited resources (enough to buy a crossbow and an expensive sports car) until they suddenly have no money at all.
Stuff happens, but the film is so bent on avoiding any kind of logical foundation that its incidents seem dreamlike while the presentation is extremely mundane and straight. By the end, it's just boring.
We get many scenes which devolve into people yelling at other people. If Cassel's yelling, it usually involves a lot of anger and racial slurs and perhaps a little unwanted groping. If it's Barthelemy, the anger is replaced with confused despair. We learn early on that Remy is in love with a Goth girl he met online and has never seen in real life. He kills rabbits and hangs them outside a cemetery he knows she'll visit. Cassel just antagonizes everyone. Both actors are actually incredible in the film, though neither are in any way likable or relatable.
But there are high points. Out of context, a film where crusty old guys at a wedding are forced by crossbow to make out with each other sounds pretty awesome, just as the idea of a movie about rampaging gingers seems like it would be interesting. And in a way, it almost is.
Our Day Will Come is a 2013 film in America. Other countries saw it in 2010. Music video director Romain Gavras directed the film, and it often looks very beautiful. Rather than utilize the quick editing and crazy color schemes we normally associate with music video directors, Our Day Will Come instead latches onto music video storytelling logic, which might be even worse.
For those who can enjoy a movie without understanding it or having any emotional connection to the characters, there might be something to Our Day Will Come. While executed in an overly dull fashion, there is a remarkable anarchy to the film. I just couldn't find a way in.