“Irma Vep” Is a Regressive Disaster of Arthouse Hubris

The year the Me Too Movement erupted in Hollywood, French auteur Olivier Assayas wrote a movie with Roman Polanski.

Assayas — whose work I’ve long-admired from Cold Water to Something in the Air, Clouds of Sils Maria to Personal Shopper — would have you believe that my scorn at this collaboration is what’s wrong with movie’s today. Film is about art, chaos, magic, danger. There is no room for moralizing. There isn’t even room for humanity.

The original Irma Vep from 1996 may diagnose the film industry’s economic woes, but it’s more concerned with what the film industry lacks for those it never intended to include. With Assayas’ blend of low-key observation and heightened experimentation, Irma Vep is one of the filmmaker’s greatest triumphs. And yet his new vision of Irma Vep is such an unmitigated disaster, it makes me wonder whether he’s lost his touch or if the original’s greatness occurred despite the director himself.

The French may love the auteur theory but Irma Vep (1996) undoubtedly had a co-author in star Maggie Cheung. Not only is she playing a version of herself, but Cheung’s performance adds depth and subtext where there might have been nothing but tired — even in 1996 — industry satire. Cheung is not just an actress working in a country where no one speaks her language, she’s an Asian woman working in a space that’s almost entirely white. She faces constant microaggressions, often exoticized and fetishized. An interviewer asks her about John Wu, a director she’s never worked with. Her only comfort is the friendship she develops with the lesbian costume designer — another woman on set, facing her own microaggressions.

Alicia Vikander and Devon Ross in Irma Vep (2022)

The new series on HBO finds Assayas revisiting a similar meta-premise. Once again, the series is about a French director setting out to remake Louis Feuillade’s landmark 1915 serial Les Vampires with a non-French actress. But instead of an actress from Hong Kong, this version stars one from Hollywood. Alicia Vikander plays Mira, a movie star eager to play more serious roles and distance herself from the tabloid gossip that arose when she left her famous boyfriend for her female assistant, Laurie, only for Laurie to leave her for the male director of her latest Hollywood hit. Maggie Cheung played a version of herself. Alicia Vikander is playing a version of Kristen Stewart.

While a white American actress faces a completely different reception than a Chinese actress from Hong Kong, it would seem the series is at least increasing its queerness. But that is only the case if you measure queerness by body count. The original film featured a grounded lesbian character, entranced by Maggie Cheung, but anxious about coming off as creepy when her coworkers have accused her of just that. The series replaces her with Mira, a character played by a famous straight actress, whose affair with her assistant was her first queer experience. Laurie is played by another straight actress (Adria Arjona) and is portrayed as a conniving gold digger. I would describe Laurie as high femme but that label is reserved for queer people and the character’s sex appeal feels completely disconnected from queerness. She is simply the manifestation of Assayas’ fantasies. Even the costume designer, once again a lesbian, is framed as more predatory and, even worse, less interesting.

I am not inherently against straight actresses playing queer parts. I am not inherently against queer women characters being predatory. I am certainly not against queer women characters also having relationships with men. The problem is one minute of Kristen Stewart’s performance in Clouds of Sils Maria is more interesting and more real than all these half-developed characters combined. There is nothing recognizably queer in these characters other than their obsession with chaos and heartbreak. Mira will even question whether she herself is queer at all. The costume designer will then ask the same about Laurie. Mira’s response? Laurie was too into “snatch” not to be.

The problem is in Assayas’ writing — but it’s also in the central performance. Vikander is not Kristen Stewart, she is not Maggie Cheung, and she is not Musidora who played Irma Vep in the original serial. She does not have Musidora’s magnetic sex appeal. She does not have Maggie Cheung’s ability to unearth subtext. And she does not have Kristen Stewart’s disaffected emotion. When Stewart mumbles, she tells a story. When Vikander mumbles, she’s just mumbling. By the time Stewart has a cameo in the finale, it feels more like a relief than a meta joke.

Vikander was perfectly cast as the robot in Ex Machina — a symmetrical face and petite body readymade for male projection. Unfortunately, she plays the same part here when Irma Vep requires the opposite.

The show is not without its strengths. There are moments that recall Assayas’ artistry that once entranced me and Carrie Brownstein is a lot of fun as Mira’s agent. I also enjoyed Nora Hamzawi as the 1st AD who captured the exasperation I’ve felt on terrible film sets and the exasperation I felt watching this show.

The problems of Irma Vep go beyond the show’s lead and its hollow dyke drama. If the 1996 film felt like the anxieties of an arthouse director on the verge of international success, the 2022 version feels like “old man shakes hand at cloud.” The filmmaker in the original was much older and much less autobiographical than this series’ René (a solid performance from Vincent Macaigne). The original was a two-hander between Maggie and the costume designer, this is a two-hander between Mira and René. The series even engages with the original film inventing a former actress named Jade Lee (Vivian Wu) who was in René’s original take on Irma Vep and then married him. (Assayas and Maggie Cheung were married from 1998 to 2001.) Jade appears as a vision, a helper, for René and Mira assuring René of his brilliance, assuring Mira that it’s fine for her to take a part previously occupied by an Asian actress.

Alicia Vikander and Devon Ross in Irma Vep (2022)

The recast and treatment of Jade and another actress, Cynthia Keng — described by René as the “spirit of Jade” — are indicative of the show’s overall relationship to race and identity. Herman, the mainstream Hollywood director framed in opposition to René and real art, is a Black man (Byron Bowers). The business-obsessed Laurie is Latina. Assayas views inclusion on the side of the corporate, his own white male fantasies on the side of art. He’ll poke fun at René or the chaotic actor Gottfried (Lars Eidinger), but he ultimately views their destructive filmmaking as more admirable than Herman’s calm moviemaking.

The show is as regressive about gender as it is race. René walks off the set in righteous anger when he’s questioned about his eroticization of a sexual assault. This charge is made by an older actor acting out of hypocrisy. The other crew member to speak up and then get dismissed is one of the few Black women. This aligns with the jokes the show makes about intimacy coordinators and bondage experts. But like Jade eases Mira’s fears about race, Mira eases René’s fears about gender. Of course, Assayas is writing all this himself. He is convinced that wanting to recreate the abusive set dynamics and on-screen politics of 1915 somehow make him the radical one.

And it wouldn’t be the rants of an aging artist without dragging in trans people. When discussing the hit movie Mira made with Herman, the soulless financier notes that cutting the villain’s testicles off was a smart move for the sequel. “Ragnar comes back as transgender,” he says. “The first trans superhero. It’s a visionary project.”

Of course, the forced diversity of Hollywood is worthy of satire. The corporations that would make a movie like the aforementioned Doomsday would exploit having a Black director and a trans superhero for their own gain. But Assayas doesn’t understand what he’s satirizing. He doesn’t realize that there are Black artists, trans artists struggling with the same financiers as him and having far less luck. His only exposure to diversity is through Hollywood action movies, because he’s put no effort into watching art made by people who aren’t Roman Polanski.

If the Me Too Movement and push for industry inclusion have caused one thing it’s providing men like Olivier Assayas something to complain about — while acting exactly the same. Assayas may place himself in opposition to contemporary Hollywood. But when the industry decided to replace the singular Angelina Jolie in Tomb Raider, it chose Alicia Vikander. When Assayas decided to replace the singular Maggie Cheung, he chose Alicia Vikander too.

The industry — the industries — will always side with the unbearable normativity of Vikander. They will always side with the hubris of men like Assayas. Everyone wants to be a rebel. But sometimes you’re just an old French dude. Sometimes you’re just a pretty Swedish lady. Sometimes you’re just boring. That is Irma Vep’s greatest sin — it’s just so fucking boring.

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Drew Burnett Gregory

Drew is a Brooklyn-based writer, filmmaker, and theatremaker. She is a Senior Editor at Autostraddle with a focus in film and television, sex and dating, and politics. Her writing can also be found at Bright Wall/Dark Room, Cosmopolitan UK, Refinery29, Into, them, and Knock LA. She was a 2022 Outfest Screenwriting Lab Notable Writer and a 2023 Lambda Literary Screenwriting Fellow. She is currently working on a million film and TV projects mostly about queer trans women. Find her on Twitter and Instagram.

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  1. “There is nothing recognizably queer in these characters other than their obsession with chaos and heartbreak.” and “That is Irma Vep’s greatest sin — it’s just so fucking boring.” perfectly encapsulate my feelings about this show. Also this whole review, in general. I should have just skipped it and waited for this instead.

  2. Adored Sils Maria (all the nascent queerness! after reading this review it makes me think was in spite of Assayas?), liked Personal Shopper a while lot. But even more: I admire Drew’s writing and perspective and feel more confident in my decision – after seeing the preview for the Irma Vep series and thinking “meh, maybe I’ll watch it for Carrie Brownstein” – that I spent my time wisely elsewhere by skipping it.

    I am a sucker for conceptual and niche work and what some might even consider pretentious projects (I am in academia after all, is it even worth seeing/reading if the words “precarious” “dialectic” or “intersectional” aren’t coded? safe to say no!) but I also can’t stand work that sounds as poorly imagined as this, but is so busy purporting to be elevated art that it doesn’t realize it isn’t good.

    I will probably eventually dip my toes in the first episode or two. But maybe I should save myself the trouble and just watch the excellent original film again, or even just rewatch one of the better episodes of Gen Q and enjoy myself?

    • Well she is just sharing her opinion
      I am really enjoying the show it’s not boring at all at least not to me
      I am finding it very interesting and entertaining but it’s just my opinion

  3. This is a scathing review and I agree with every word. I ended up fast-forwarding quite a bit of this show and the parts I did watch came off as very pretentious, self-important bullshit. I couldn’t even finish the last two episodes. Sounds like I didn’t miss much. Like its just not a good show at all. I wanted better for all the actresses involved.

  4. I thought the first two episodes were solid, but as it kept going on there was something that didn’t sit well with me. You sum what didn’t sit well with me well. Another con for me was not enough Carrie Brownstein.

  5. I liked the first half of the series. I thought Mira was a fun messy bisexual (she was flirting with a few ladies at that point; the writers saved the “I don’t think I even like women” nonsense for the finale). I thought the behind-the-scenes stuff on the film series, with actors asking for crack or constantly worrying about their characters being manly enough, was a lot of fun. There were some interesting discussions about art vs. entertainment as well. But then about halfway through, the show got both preachy (in the wrong way — I was especially annoyed that Mira defended the sexual assault scene) and boring. Too many long whiny speeches (mostly from men), too many excerpts from 1915 Les Vampires, too much of Mira skulking around and walking through walls. I hated that Jade assured Mira it was okay for her to take over an Asian role. I hated that Mira said she wasn’t actually into women when the way she looked at them said the opposite. I stopped recommending the show to people at about the halfway point, haha.

  6. Yes, everything here, Drew. Episode 1 felt so promising that I kept excusing the disappointment of every episode, up until “I don’t think I even like women.” And this scene: “Assuring Mira that it’s fine for her to take a part previously occupied by an Asian actress.” I was astounded. Like what?! So many big messages Assayas was making, so many of them from a wrong stance.

  7. Fantastic review, thank you for writing this. The first couple of episodes caught my interest but you perfectly encapsulate everything wrong with the show. I managed to finish it but by the end I was paying more attention to my phone than the screen.

  8. I’m not queer, I stumbled across this review by typing “Irma Vep bad acting”, but I appreciate this take on this mediocre series. Surprising this comes from HBO, it feels more like a Netflix show with it’s terrible dialogue, bad acting, and unearned pretentiousness.

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