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Never A Trend, Always In Style
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En route vers l'aéroport, une étoile montante se remémore une soirée passée en compagnie d'un ancien partenaire à l'hôtel Sunset Tower d'Hollywood après une remise de prix.
Kelsey Asbille (Yellowstone, Wind River et prochainement rôle principal de Fargo, saison 4) et Hero Fiennes Tiffin (After, Harry Potter, The Silencing et membre du clan Fiennes, la prestigieuse famille d'acteurs) partagent l'affiche du court-métrage onirique d'Oliver Peoples dévoilant une sélection de lunettes de sa collection Printemps 2020 ainsi que le talent de ces jeunes acteurs. La sensibilité du photographe de mode et réalisateur new-yorkais Blair Getz Mezibov va comme un gant à cette l'histoire, son style ésotérique caractéristique baigne parfaitement le récit. Le film commence par une citation de Walt Whitman : « Nous étions ensemble, j'oublie le reste ». L'histoire s'ouvre sur des flash-back du personnage de Kelsey Asbille assis sur la banquette arrière d'une voiture, alors qu'elle se souvient des événements d'une soirée passée au Sunset Tower, l'hôtel iconique de Los Angeles. Les personnages que jouent Hero Fiennes Tiffin et Kelsey Asbille ne sont pas si éloignés d'eux-mêmes, ils se rejoignent dans un scénario que Fiennes a écrit en pensant à elle. Ces événements surviennent un an après leur rencontre sur le plateau d'un film indépendant dans lequel Kelsey Asbille a livré une performance très remarquée. Kelsey Asbille interprète avec un regard contemplatif et nuancé le rôle d'une actrice montante face à ses sentiments à l'idée de renouer avec un ancien partenaire de cinéma, cher à son cœur. Magnétique en jeune homme mystérieux déjà très mûr pour son âge, Hero Fiennes Tiffin livre sans détours des moments de joie et de nostalgie douloureuse. Avare en dialogues, le film s'appuie fortement sur le langage corporel de ces jeunes gens pour communiquer qu'ils se connaissaient déjà et que quelque chose s'était passé entre eux. Leurs regards, les mouvements de leurs mains, l'expression de leurs visages et leurs postures sont univoques. Ils nous racontent l'histoire d'une relation reportée et d'un lien consolidé sous nos yeux. C'est une méditation sur les vérités non dites, les moments volés, les week-ends perdus et les attentes personnelles qui finissent par se retrouver. Le thème sous-jacent de la beauté intemporelle imprègne chaque image, comme un clin d'œil aux films classiques portés par ces couples de stars dont on ne pouvait tout simplement pas détacher les yeux. Ces références font écho à la devise d'Oliver Peoples « Never A Trend, Always In Style » (Jamais une tendance, toujours à la mode) qui nous rappelle que dans la vie, comme au cinéma, la longévité est la marque du succès véritable et que la simplicité est la sophistication ultime.
INT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL-TWILIGHT
Palm trees and billboards always seem to be on the horizon in Los Angeles. Silhouetted against the hazy orange sky,they resemble set decorations in front of a painted backdrop from some old Hollywood film.
YOUNG WOMAN
V/O
We were together. I forget the rest.
EXT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL-TWILIGHT
A YOUNG WOMAN in her late 20s stands alongside a YOUNG MAN in his early 20s on a terrace facing away from us towards the cityscape. Her hair is silky, long and dark, clearly well cared for. She sports a pair of glasses with dark clip-on lenses and we see her distinctive and beautiful features in profile when she turns to look at the young man. His gaze remains unbroken, all we see is the silhouette of his neatly cropped hair and the back of his button-down shirt that looks to have been ironed in a hurry earlier on.
TITLE CARD: SUNSET TOWER HOTEL LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
We hear the pointed sound of heels walking on pavement and then a heavy car door opening and shutting.
CUT TO:
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
The YOUNG WOMAN from the balcony settles into the backseat of the town car. She’s holding a script to her chest with her left arm and fidgeting with her right. When the driver speaks in his thick Eastern European accent,she doesn’t seem to hear him.
MALE DRIVER
V/O
Ms. Asbille, we are headed to the airport.
KELSEY ASBILLE, 27, lowers the window to let some fresh air into the car and to feel the warmth of the California sun on her face just a little bit more before flying back to London. She watches trees and street signs once familiar to her rush by, the sun providing some comfort and sending her thoughts back to the night before.
CUT TO MONTAGE:
INT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL LOBBY-EARLY EVENING
KELSEY is now wearing a beautiful shoulderless dress and her hair put up, revealing a pair of diamond earrings. She stands in front of the YOUNG MAN adjusting his black bowtie. We now see that he’s quite handsome, clean-shaven with soft features and dark eyes behind thick black glasses. He wouldn’t be out of place alongside a young Michael Caine or Ian McShane in a British gangster film.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Kelsey stares out the window, her cheek resting comfortably on her right hand. She closes her eyes for a moment and allows her head to fall away from the window returning once more to her thoughts about the improbable events of the night before.
INT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL-EARLY EVENING
Looking rather dashing in his tux, the YOUNG MAN takes a martini in hand, a gold chain link bracelet hangs loosely around his wrist. He takes a cautious sip, testing the quality of the drink. Satisfied he takes a larger sip and leans forward, returning the glass to the table.
Absent the glass to occupy them he wrings his hands. Kelsey leans in and we can just make out her words over the lounge music and the din of conversation in the room.
She takes one of his hands in hers, he pulls away at first, but she holds on and he softens, relaxing into the moment.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Kelsey sits upright now, a hand to her chin she’s lost in thought. She shakes her head and slides her hand up to her temple as if to relieve the uneasiness of her unspoken feelings. Her memory whirrs with images of when they had first met on set the year prior and the tension that had quickly risen between them.
“We were together, I forget the rest.”
— Walt Whitman
INT.BALLROOM-EARLY EVENING
We see the Young Man clapping wholeheartedly from his seat at the awards show.
INT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL HALLWAY-EARLY EVENING
Wearing large round sunglasses, Kelsey faces a mirror in a dimly lit corridor outside the awards show, the Young Man stands alongside her, reassuring her, bringing her closer as for the first time we see her unsure of herself. Understandably,she’d been nervous before the show, but she’d put up a strong front and following her lead,he’d been able to do the same.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Kelsey brings her legs up onto the seat to better hold the script in place. She re-reads her favorite page again before hugging the script to her body and glancing out the window once more.
INT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL POOL DECK-EVENING
Kelsey glides through the entryway to the pool deck almost as though she’s on autopilot, the Young Man in tow. His bowtie now undone, he tousles his tightly styled hair and a relaxed smile breaks across his face.
Behind his classic round sunglasses, his eyes are beaming and as they step out into the sunshine,Kelsey comes to life, both of them grinning at the wonderful absurdity of the evening.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Kelsey is curled up against the door, her feet resting on the back of the passenger seat in front of her. With the script resting against her chest, she lets go of it with one hand and shakes her head, the beginnings of a laugh stifled by disbelief.
EXT. SUNSET TOWER HOTEL POOL DECK-EVENING
With the last bit of warmth from the summer sun blanketing the terrace, Kelsey leads the Young Man to some chairs by the edge of the pool. She pops her heels off and sets them aside. He’s standing dangerously close to the edge of the water and in a moment of pure playfulness, she pushes him backwards into the pool. He doesn’t fight it, almost as if he knew it was coming. Instead, he kicks one leg up straight, unfurls his arms to the side and creates a great big SPLASH. She squeals with delight as she jumps in after him, he ducks underwater to avoid the splash as she hits the water.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Kelsey holds the script with one arm, brushing her other hand over her lips as she shakes her head and stifles the laugh no more.
EXT.SUNSET TOWER HOTEL POOL DECK-EVENING
Her long purple dress weighs her down, but he holds her up and they swirl around in the shimmering water, all smiles and enamored with one another.
INT. SUNSET TOWER HOTEL RESIDENCE-MORNING
Kelsey wears an elegant golden silk pajama set, some of her long black hair hangs loosely over the front. She picks up a pair of large black sunglasses that could have come off the set of Breakfast At Tiffany’s and slides them on before turning to head outside onto the terrace.
EXT. SUNSET TOWER HOTEL RESIDENCE-MORNING
In the reflection of the terrace doorway, we see Kelsey seated at a table across from the YOUNG MAN. He picks up the deck of cards they used to play games with while waiting around between takes and shuffles them nervously as she takes his first script. He wonders if Kelsey will notice that the main character is based off of her. He continues to shuffle the cards in anticipation.
INT. SUNSET TOWER HOTEL RESIDENCE-MORNING
Now wearing a light sweater and linen shorts, Kelsey takes the script and strides towards the door of the hotel room. The Young Man will have to wait for her to call when she finishes reading, and this time, he’s sure she’ll call.
INT.TOWNCAR-MORNING
Staring down at the pages through her round metal-rimmed sunglasses with dark amber lenses, Kelsey continues to read the script.
MALE DRIVER
V/O
How was your trip?
Kelsey looks up from the script, takes a moment.
KELSEY ASBILLE
Oh, it was...really wonderful.
Nodding as if to confirm to herself that the trip was, in fact, wonderful, Kelsey looks back down and continues reading.
TITLE CARD: “NEVER A TREND, ALWAYS IN STYLE” white text over black background.
KELSEY ASBILLE
V/O
Never a trend, always in style
Texte : Andrew Maness
Photos & vidéo : Blair Getz Mezibov
