2022, PG-13, 126.
Directed by Valérie Lemercier, Narrated by , Voices by , Starring Lemercier, Sylvain Marcel, Danielle Fichaud, Roc LaFortune, Antoine Vézina.

Mon Dieu. What are they putting in the water over in France? First Leos Carax makes an entire musical about a creepy puppet baby, and now the fiftysomething director and actress Valérie Lemercier has cast herself as a toddler. I’ve seen Aline described as a comedy, which I think is a generous read of this biopic inspired by the life of singer Céline Dion, notably made without the permission or participation of the international icon. But there is at least a kind of contact high that comes from Lemercier’s utterly demented decision to play Dion (rechristened “Aline Dieu” for the film) at age 5 and 12 and 17 and so on, through digital trickery and clever camera setups and a kind of childish energy that recalled for me Molly Shannon’s Catholic schoolgirl SNL creation, Mary Katherine Gallagher. It’s so out there – so distracting and discomfiting and high-wire thrilling in its seeming wrongheadedness – that it raises expectations that the rest of Aline will be just as gonzo.

Alas, as the age gap between Aline and Lemercier’s true age shrinks, so too does the feeling that Aline is doing anything especially original. (Improbably, Lemercier was awarded the César Award for Best Actress for her performance; the film earned another nine nominations.) I wonder if Lemercier chose to play the character at all ages to avoid the ickiness of casting a child actor against Sylvain Marcel, who plays the funhouse version of Dion’s manager and eventual husband René Angélil. What little dramatic tension the film unearths is drawn from the couple’s transition from child star and Svengali (they first met when she was 12 and he was 39) to furtive lovers and then a deeply devoted married couple with kids. There’s nothing particularly probing about the film’s examination of their relationship, or Aline’s relationship to her fame; it’s all surfaces and soft edges. French singer Victoria Sio, dubbing in for Lemercier’s lip-sync performances, is a capable dupe for the original, and the production and costume design convincingly re-create the eras and Dion’s most memorable costumes. But to what purpose? There are no insights here, only lavishly budgeted cosplay.

*½   

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A graduate of the Michener Center for Writers at the University of Texas, Kimberley has written about film, books, and pop culture for The Austin Chronicle since 2000. She was named Editor of the Chronicle in 2016; she previously served as the paper’s Managing Editor, Screens Editor, Books Editor, and proofreader. Her work has been awarded by the Association of Alternative Newsmedia for excellence in arts criticism, team reporting, and special section (Best of Austin). The Austin Alliance for Women...