If Coco Chanel (played by Anna Mouglalis) and Igor Stravinsky (Mads Mikkelsen) have sex, is the 20th century born? That's what director Jan Kounen seems to be proposing in his tantalizing, but ultimately disappointing tableau. The title characters, imagined as lovers, were kindred revolutionaries, but watching them pant and moan in their icon drag is distracting rather than illuminating. The film opens on one of the seminal events of modern culture, the uproar greeting the 1913 premiere of Stravinsky's Le sacre du printemps
(The Rite of Spring)
ballet, which portrayed a veneer of civilization ripped away to reveal savagery. The primal sacrifice of a young girl's life to ensure the coming of spring is a handy biopic metaphor for the sacrifices tortured artists make for art. If only Coco Chanel and Igor Stravinsky
exhaled the same propulsive madness.