The film’s logline is deceptively simple: Gerard (Claude Brasseur), a cynical, alcoholic police inspector, is assigned to protect Barbara (Lio), a beautiful thief and femme fatale, from a gangster she has betrayed. He becomes obsessed with her, not sexually, but morally. He declares he will not touch her; he will prove her “purity” by resisting her. The narrative drives toward a single, brutal question: Is Gerard’s abstinence a form of love, a power play, or a pathology?
Dirty Like an Angel is a profoundly theological film, but one that declares the death of the redeemer. Gerard is a failed Christ figure. He attempts to descend into the “dirt” of sexuality and crime to “save” a fallen woman, but he discovers that there is no transcendence, only the immanent horror of two people in an apartment. Dirty Like an Angel -Catherine Breillat- 1991-
This is a perversion of the Christian chivalric code. The traditional knight proves the lady’s virtue by defending her; Gerard proves it by imprisoning her within his prohibition. He moves her into his apartment, watches her constantly, but refuses to consummate. As critic Elena Rossini notes, “Breillat reveals that the most extreme form of possession is not rape, but surveillance.” Gerard’s gaze is a fetishistic disavowal: “I know very well that you are a ‘dirty’ woman (a criminal, a sexual being), but nevertheless I will treat you as an angel.” The film’s logline is deceptively simple: Gerard (Claude