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"Mon Oncle Antoine" is a unique film in more ways than one. In principle and although its base plot would fit within the fictional drama, the development and the way to approach it is almost next to documentary film, so beloved by the Canadian film, including her own director, the versatile Claude Jutra.
The plot of the film seems a simple story of manners set in a small town in Quebec Canadian middle of last century. And well exceeded half of the film may think that this is going to be: a well-told but almost anecdotal portrait over rural and acclimated over Christmas Eve, for better tracking of the commonplace. The surprise will come later, with the help of two of its key players and virtually in real time, when the story begins to appreciate just opt-out of this transition towards a grim example of tragicomedy with undeniable dramatic and painful burden to its conclusion.
The awed contemplation of a teenager to the adult world, governed by conventions bordering on hypocrisy, force you to "grow" based as diverse as consecutive hits, and within a few hours, reminding Malle's Zazie but changing the sarcastic humor of the French film by the sharp, even hurtful to it.
Small but effective details that accompany the action and its multiple backgrounds, the parade of close-ups of eyes always curious, excrutadoras ... struggle with a very estimable loaded set of suggestions. Something that can be seen in perspective and begin to digest and to feel his strong emotional residue rather than at the end of the projection, as often happens with the best movie ever.
A highly recommended film real depth charge in 2004 was valued by critics of his country as the best Canadian film history.
8/10
