L'homme de ma vie (1992)

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Country: FR/CAN
Technical: col 103m
Director: Jean Charles Tacchella
Cast: Maria de Medeiros, Thierry Fortineau, Jean-Pierre Bacri

Synopsis:

An impoverished bookseller in one of the better off suburbs of Paris is set in his misanthropic determination to live alone but paradoxically gets along best with an impassioned young woman who is as resolved to find a husband as she is desirous of a wealthy one.

Review:

Light and frothy sex comedy, stylistically positioned somewhere between Truffaut and Rohmer though less serious than either. Not a laugh a minute and those that it procures come from its more off-the-wall tendencies, such as the hero's habit of removing his trousers at the most inopportune moments. Moreover, Fortineau may be convincing as an erudite intellectual but does not really cut the mustard as the Don Juan he is supposed to be with his effeminate dressing gown and unfortunate coiffure. On the plus side there is Medeiros as the kooky heroine too sincere to be true, who struts her stuff in a figure-hugging red dress when out manhunting but arranges to meet a former lover on a railway platform two years after they broke up because she still carries a torch. Having worn its characters' egotism like a badge, the film never quite lets us swallow the fact but the whimsical conclusion, though inevitable, seems tacked on.

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Country: FR/CAN
Technical: col 103m
Director: Jean Charles Tacchella
Cast: Maria de Medeiros, Thierry Fortineau, Jean-Pierre Bacri

Synopsis:

An impoverished bookseller in one of the better off suburbs of Paris is set in his misanthropic determination to live alone but paradoxically gets along best with an impassioned young woman who is as resolved to find a husband as she is desirous of a wealthy one.

Review:

Light and frothy sex comedy, stylistically positioned somewhere between Truffaut and Rohmer though less serious than either. Not a laugh a minute and those that it procures come from its more off-the-wall tendencies, such as the hero's habit of removing his trousers at the most inopportune moments. Moreover, Fortineau may be convincing as an erudite intellectual but does not really cut the mustard as the Don Juan he is supposed to be with his effeminate dressing gown and unfortunate coiffure. On the plus side there is Medeiros as the kooky heroine too sincere to be true, who struts her stuff in a figure-hugging red dress when out manhunting but arranges to meet a former lover on a railway platform two years after they broke up because she still carries a torch. Having worn its characters' egotism like a badge, the film never quite lets us swallow the fact but the whimsical conclusion, though inevitable, seems tacked on.


Country: FR/CAN
Technical: col 103m
Director: Jean Charles Tacchella
Cast: Maria de Medeiros, Thierry Fortineau, Jean-Pierre Bacri

Synopsis:

An impoverished bookseller in one of the better off suburbs of Paris is set in his misanthropic determination to live alone but paradoxically gets along best with an impassioned young woman who is as resolved to find a husband as she is desirous of a wealthy one.

Review:

Light and frothy sex comedy, stylistically positioned somewhere between Truffaut and Rohmer though less serious than either. Not a laugh a minute and those that it procures come from its more off-the-wall tendencies, such as the hero's habit of removing his trousers at the most inopportune moments. Moreover, Fortineau may be convincing as an erudite intellectual but does not really cut the mustard as the Don Juan he is supposed to be with his effeminate dressing gown and unfortunate coiffure. On the plus side there is Medeiros as the kooky heroine too sincere to be true, who struts her stuff in a figure-hugging red dress when out manhunting but arranges to meet a former lover on a railway platform two years after they broke up because she still carries a torch. Having worn its characters' egotism like a badge, the film never quite lets us swallow the fact but the whimsical conclusion, though inevitable, seems tacked on.