by Tim
I Lost My Body, the first animated film to win the top prize at the Cannes International Critics's Week, is nothing if not distinctive. The "I" of the title is a sapient severed hand, which spends the length of the feature skittering around on its fingers, looking for the human to whom it used to be attached; this is a journey that is by turns bittersweet, sentimental, and horrifying. Director Jérémy Clapin, making his feature debut (he was also responsible for the celebrated 2008 short Skhizein), spent years sheperding this project into existence, and it has the unmistakable feeling of a passion project, one whose odd shifts in tone and moody emotional appeals are wonderfully earnest. While it is probably not the best animated feature of 2019, it's surely the most uncompromised and confident.
The film, adapted by Clapin and Guillaume Laurant from Laurant's novel Happy Hand (his other film credits include Amélie, and the echoes of that story ring very loudly here), divides itself into two strands. One is about that hand, deftly making its way through the all the dangers that reside six inches above the ground in Paris. The other is a quasi-romantic drama about a lost soul, twentysomething sad sack Naoufel (Hakim Faris)...
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