Inconsistent movie about the relationship between man-woman and mother-son. Feminists will sometimes cringe, sometimes clap their hands. Early in life, Jean-Charles is already attracted to woman. He lives with his mother and sister, both liberated woman. The director makes the point that the only true love is the one a son has for his mother. And he brings us on a roller-coaster ride. Some parts of the film are witty and are offering interesting comments on life. But other parts fall into utmost stupidity. As for the acting, Micheline Lanctôt saves the day. Sylvie Moreau, Lucie Laurier and Patrick Huard, usually all good, don't impress in this movie. A movie you can easily skip.
Seen at home, in Toronto, on January 2nd, 2005.
68/100 (**)
Seen at home, in Toronto, on January 2nd, 2005.
68/100 (**)