i happen to see this film on a flight from paris to boston and it remind me of the food on the plane represent generic and tasteless and obscure . the french cinema seem to have lose it foot these day and this be a good example of how a motley script can waste brilliant actor . while some may find the playfulness of the script to be in line with the dictate of euro post modernism and the whole project seem more like a post mortem on the death of euro cinema golden year and truly fabulous talent one be vaguely remind here of bunuel but without the charm or wit .