Writer/director Sébastien Betbeder Feels more like a film and a story – if that makes sense. It is the type of film you need to be in the mood to see – a rather extended, and at times tedious, conversation between actors and camera that works for a while and then becomes a distraction. But as with the French, even when bouquet isn't entirely fresh it still has charm.
As fate would have it the bored and distracted early thirties Arman (Vincent Macaigne) inadvertently bumps into Amélie (Maud Wyler) – pretty but not exactly pleased with her life or life in general – while taking a healthy jog in the park. Up pops a problem: Arman's best friend Benjamin (Bastien Bouillon) has a cerebrovascular accident and is hospitalized, impaired but still with eyes for his physical therapist. The stage is then set for an ongoing exchange of life stories, accidents, memories (good and bad) among the three main characters. It is a stage for some philosophical comments – some poignant, others plebeian. And that is all there is to it – a conversation a trois.
Despite the fact that there isn't a lot of substance, there is still that Gallic charm that makes up for many flaws.
As fate would have it the bored and distracted early thirties Arman (Vincent Macaigne) inadvertently bumps into Amélie (Maud Wyler) – pretty but not exactly pleased with her life or life in general – while taking a healthy jog in the park. Up pops a problem: Arman's best friend Benjamin (Bastien Bouillon) has a cerebrovascular accident and is hospitalized, impaired but still with eyes for his physical therapist. The stage is then set for an ongoing exchange of life stories, accidents, memories (good and bad) among the three main characters. It is a stage for some philosophical comments – some poignant, others plebeian. And that is all there is to it – a conversation a trois.
Despite the fact that there isn't a lot of substance, there is still that Gallic charm that makes up for many flaws.