“The Diving Bell and The Butterfly,” review by Susan Granger

When Jean-Dominique Bauby, editor-in-chief of Elle France magazine, suffered a stroke at age 43, he was left almost entirely paralyzed, yet he dictated a best-selling memoir, communicating with his caregivers by blinking his left eyelid.

While coming to terms with his own father’s death, painter-turned-filmmaker Julian Schnabel (“Before Night Falls,” “Basquiat”) became intrigued by Ronald Harwood’s screenplay about Bauby’s suffering – and he’s brought it to the screen in a most unusual way, casting a French actor (Mathieu Amalric), instead of Johnny Depp who was first signed, and persuading the Normandy hospital where Bauby had been confined to allow the production to film there.

Except for kaleidoscopic flashbacks, it’s narrated entirely from Bauby’s “locked in” perspective with Oscar-winning cinematographer Janusz Kaminski (“Schindler’s List,” “Saving Private Ryan”) utilizing a special lens with a shock absorber that makes his vision seem a bit out of focus.

As his story begins, there’s inevitable confusion and self-pity as Bauby realizes his condition, yet he’s soon cooperating with his tireless attendants (Marie-Josee Croze, Olatz Lopez Garmendia, Anne Consigny) who devise the painstaking pattern whereby he blinks at letters of the alphabet in order to form words, then sentences. Bauby’s wife Celine (Emmanuelle Seigner), whom he’d abandoned with their children for another woman, devotedly visits, while his mistress balks; there’s also a poignant scene with his elderly father (Max von Sydow).

The title derives from Bauby’s nightmarish description of himself confined in a deep-sea diving bell; only his fertile imagination and intriguing, often amusing memories allow him to soar like a butterfly.

On the Granger Movie Gauge of 1 to 10, “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” is a stylistically engrossing, compassionate 9. In French with English subtitles, it’s a testament to the indomitable human spirit.