Absolutely stressful viewing, where the everyday rhythms of getting to work on time and not alienating co-workers or bosses are undermined by Paris mass transit strikes over additional federal workhours to pay for social services. Gravel employs swift cuts and electronic music as a way to confront the viewer with how these daily rhythms are as tense as any action film, and the gender dynamics here show how women workers as full-time laborers are uniquely exploited during any time of…

Some of this works (chemistry between Young and Katt after a middling opening that affirms that this is basically a remarriage film), but the modeling and effects look eerily dead, some of the African tribe business feels way too primitive (even when it tries to have it both ways), and the suggestion that the lead tribesman celebrates with a semi-automatic gun feels like a bad 80s-ism rather than some larger critique. When it's our two human leads, the film feels…