Last Sunday we headed over to the Brixton Ritzy to see the Sylvain Chomet film ‘The Illusionist’. Being big fans of his 2003 film ‘The Triplets of Belleville‘ (Belleville Rendez-Vous) we were keen to see his latest creation. We weren’t disappointed, as we sat through the 90 minutes of nearly no narrative, we were happily captivated with the enchanting soundtrack and subtle quirky humour throughout. Beautifully illustrated, with a divine colour palette so typical of Chomet’s work. The characters have an incredible realness about them, not because of the way they are drawn but because their mannerisms are so cleverly descriptive, informing us constantly of how they are feeling or what they may be thinking.
The mood of the film is somewhat sombre as the struggling illusionist searches to find a captive audience. Set in the 1950’s when conventional entertainment is being pushed aside by vibrant rock bands and television, you are taken on a moving journey of hope and disillusionment. Despite this, the attention to detail and eloquent depiction of the characters left us full of wonder, fondly reflecting on Chomet’s breathtaking ability to bring to life an utterly convincing and often stark reflection of society.