Better Late Then Never

An action-packed slog

Absolutely the worst movie.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

Most art movies fall over because of their pretentiousness. This one is bad because it is, well, bad. Incredibly badly made. It doesn't have enough plot to even aspire to being pretentious. Throw in some very weak performances and you have a craptacular movie.The initial idea wasn't that original to start off, and reminded me of 9 Songs (for a few reasons...). However, 9 Songs had a reasonable plot, OK performances and some fantastic music. Not a great movie, but it was OK.BrilliantLove, on the other hand, has nothing going for it. It just seems to drift throughout, with no point, unlikable characters and very lacklustre performances.Avoid.

About 3/4 the way through the movie, Manchester is at an art opening featuring his photos of Noon. Noon, who was unaware that photos of their perfect romance were going to be made public for everyone to gawk at, storms out after slapping Manchester. Manchester reacts by becoming sloppy drunk, calling everyone's attention, spouting out a bunch of drunk, insulting, nonsense, then suggesting that everyone participate in an on-the-spot orgy. He starts it off by pulling down his pants and playing with himself. His audience reacts by applauding his every word and action, as if he's a fount of high minded creativity with a deep understanding of the meaning of life.I feel as if Manchester represented this movie, and his audience represented its adoring critics. And I'm the lone person who found this movie to be not just a disappointment, but down right insulting.I think much of it could've worked if only I cared about the characters, but I just didn't.

No money, fame, society or parents can tear down this brilliant and obsessive love. Raw, uninhibited, courageous and original "Brilliant Love" is what its title claims to be, a shining film by real artists. What makes these two young and horny lovers want each other so passionately is what most of people are missing: imaginative and unconstrained attitude towards life, sex and friendship. To watch them LIVE carefree, it lifts you, makes you want to unbound yourself from the claws of consumerism and society's conventions. There is nothing conventional in this film, it is more than love, and there is an attraction beyond love, almost sexual dependence, which is so rare between people. Body fluids, animals, sex and attitudes are part of this well made film by a group of young and talented artists. Manchester and Noon, brilliantly played by Liam Brownie and Nancy Trotter Landry are a delight to watch, and to get pleasure from. Sex films, not porno films, are pretty difficult to make. But here, the balance of nakedness and the creative sexual acts are carefully and masterfully directed and edited. It could be easily called an ode to erotology, life, lovers and passion.

I was fortunate to be one of the first to see this at the EIFF press screening. I haven't felt a film speak so honestly before. Here we have two characters Manchester and Noon, tangled in a sexually fuelled and intense relationship. They both live for the moment and everything outside their world threatens their together-ness. The film focuses heavily on racy, intimate scenes between the pair. The chemistry between the two is very believable, I especially enjoyed Noons character played by Nancy Trotter Landry. her angelic face catches every single moment of emotion and you are sometimes taken aback at how filthy she is during the film. I also commend Liam Browne who plays Manchester for being brave enough to show his genitals whether urinating or being frozen cold. I haven't seen a film like this where a relationship is so thoroughly sexually explored.The plot of the film is lacking slightly but I feel it is contrasts the mundane northern feel. Nevertheless very good acting and I was fixed to my sit throughout. This feels like the way British cinema should be going, bold, brash and modern.