Liz Ocean – XXXX – WSG 37: A Bold Cinematic Enigma from Pierre Woodman
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To begin with, the title Liz Ocean – XXXX – WSG 37 is itself a cipher. “Liz Ocean” appears to be the protagonist, though whether that is her real name or a persona she assumes is one of the many mysteries embedded in the script. The sequence “XXXX” seems deliberately ambiguous. Is it censorship? An acronym? A placeholder? Or perhaps a visual metaphor for the unnamed and unknowable? Then there’s “WSG 37”, a recurring motif throughout the film — appearing on file folders, door frames, even whispered during dialogue. This cryptic nomenclature sets the tone for a film that is less concerned with straightforward answers and more with inviting its audience to interpret, reflect, and question.
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Storyline and Setting – Performance or Reality?
Set in a vaguely Eastern European metropolis — captured with a cold, metallic palette by cinematographer Alain Marchaud — Liz Ocean follows a documentarian (played with eerie poise by Anya Vaurelle) who adopts the persona of “Liz” to infiltrate a clandestine, invitation-only network of underground performers. These performers aren’t actors in the traditional sense; instead, they create immersive, unscripted experiences that blur the line between reality and roleplay, performer and audience, domination and submission.
Liz, posing as both observer and participant, is tasked with filming one of these so-called “episodes” — the thirty-seventh in a series called “WSG.” As she delves deeper into the world, she becomes both consumed and transformed by the complex power dynamics at play. Eventually, the film begins to fold in on itself: reality becomes performance, and performance becomes reality.
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Pierre Woodman’s Direction – Turning the Lens Inward
Pierre Woodman’s direction here is restrained but deliberate, echoing the slow cinema techniques of Antonioni and the psychological unease of Haneke. Where Woodman was once accused of voyeurism, in Liz Ocean he turns the camera inward, interrogating not just the characters’ motivations, but the very act of watching.
There’s a heavy meta-fictional element to the film. Characters are constantly aware of being filmed — glancing toward the lens, questioning their roles, even confronting Liz/Ocean about her presence. At one point, a character accuses her, “You don’t want the truth — you want a narrative.” It’s a chilling moment that speaks not just to the filmmaker’s process but to our own complicit desire for stories that confirm rather than challenge.
The Cast – Layered, Minimal, Unsettling
Anya Vaurelle is a revelation in the lead role. Her portrayal of Liz is quiet and contained, with a simmering undercurrent of emotional intensity. She navigates the psychological shifts of the character with such grace that the audience is never quite sure whether Liz is orchestrating events or being manipulated by them. Vaurelle’s ability to convey multiple layers — fear, fascination, power, and vulnerability — often within the same frame, is a masterclass in understated performance.
Supporting cast members, many of whom are newcomers from Eastern European theater troupes, lend a documentary-like realism to the scenes. Of particular note is Tomasz Malek, who plays a former participant turned guide. His performance is brooding and ambiguous, delivering monologues that feel both deeply personal and unsettlingly rehearsed.
Visual Aesthetics – Cold Realism and Fractured Intimacy
Alain Marchaud’s visual language complements the film’s themes exquisitely. The camera is often static, lingering uncomfortably long on scenes that most films would cut away from. This technique builds unease and gives the viewer time to absorb not just what is happening, but what it might mean.
There are moments when the camera shifts to handheld, particularly during “WSG” episodes, adding a rawness that contrasts with the otherwise clinical composition. Colors are muted, favoring greys, blues, and beige — creating a visual atmosphere of detachment, as if everything is seen through a pane of frosted glass.
Core Themes – Power, Identity, and The Gaze
At its core, Liz Ocean – XXXX – WSG 37 is a film about identity and performance. Liz is both an actress and a documentarian, a creator and a subject. The deeper she delves into the WSG world, the more blurred these roles become. She constructs stories out of other people’s lives, yet becomes a character in a story not of her own making.
There’s also a potent undercurrent of commentary on the male gaze, though intriguingly subverted. While Woodman’s past works have often sparked debate for their treatment of women on screen, Liz Ocean puts a woman behind the camera — literally and figuratively. Liz’s gaze drives the film, but her power is constantly tested and undermined. The film asks: who is really in control? The person holding the camera, or the one being watched?
Narrative Structure – Slow Burn with Sharp Turns
Liz Ocean unfolds slowly. Its pacing is deliberate, bordering on glacial at times. This will be polarizing for viewers — some will find it hypnotic, others may grow impatient. However, the film rewards close attention. Dialogue is sparse, and much of the storytelling is visual or symbolic. Repetition is used not out of laziness but as a deliberate mechanism — scenes echo one another, often with slight but significant changes.
The editing by Marta Svorenko is surgical, contributing to the film’s unnerving mood. Transitions are sharp, often jump-cutting across time or space without warning. Viewers are disoriented, but never lost — the confusion serves the film’s overarching theme of fractured perception.
Sound and Music – When Silence Becomes Its Own Language
The sound design deserves special mention. Silence plays as important a role as sound. There are stretches where ambient noise — a dripping faucet, footsteps, a distant train — creates more tension than any musical score could. When the music does appear, composed by minimalist pianist Corine Bellemare, it’s sparse and haunting, like memory fragments stitched together in a dream.
Conclusion – A Film That Dares to Be Difficult
Liz Ocean – XXXX – WSG 37 is not an easy film. It resists categorization. It offers no clear resolution. Its meanings are buried in shadows and silence. But for those willing to step into its psychological labyrinth, it offers a uniquely rewarding cinematic experience — one that lingers long after the final frame.
It may mark a turning point for Pierre Woodman — a filmmaker often dismissed for the sensational — who here delivers something far more introspective and artful. It is a film that challenges both the viewer and the maker, and in doing so, elevates itself beyond mere controversy into the realm of true cinematic inquiry.
Final Verdict
Rating: 4/5 Stars
Recommended For: Fans of slow cinema, psychological drama, meta-fiction, and provocative art-house films.
Not Recommended For: Those seeking traditional narrative structure or fast-paced storytelling.