We so need a surprise this summer at the movies. People seem to be going back to theaters—that’s good—but the things they’re seeing are what you’d expect: Tom Cruise, dinosaurs, Minions.
Well, Fire of Love is a surprise; a dazzling, seductive, nature-meets-romance documentary that cuts against the current grain for nonfiction films. This is not true-crime, not a deep dive into scandal, not a disposable pop-star autobiography—the three genres du jour. This 90-minute charmer, from the filmmaker Sara Dosa, is a gentle, deeply tasteful portrait of a French couple, Katia and Maurice Krafft, who were celebrity volcanologists in the 1970s and ’80s. Did you know volcanologists could be celebrities? Only in France.
Rarely have I seen a better date-night movie. Fire of Love doesn’t complicate romance; it celebrates it and affirms it, by presenting Katia and Maurice as an inseparable and passionately driven pair of scientists who lived and worked together, never fought (nor had kids), only traveled the world and studied, and filmed and got insanely close to active volcanos. Dosa has assembled her film almost entirely from the 16mm footage and still photography they shot, and the result is jaw-dropping. The couple filmed constantly, and turned the cameras on themselves as much as on the spurting, lava-flowing monsters they were fascinated by. The effect is seductive—you see these two French iconoclasts in their singed workwear and knit caps and you see the extremity of the exploding planet they were fixated on. It’s a record of a life lived on the edge and to the fullest. Comment dit-on YOLO?
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