Comment je me suis disputé... (ma vie sexuelle) (1996)

User Rating:

6.8/10   

Director:

Arnaud Desplechin

Writers:

Emmanuel Bourdieu (writer)
Arnaud Desplechin (writer)

Release Date:

17 September 1997 (USA)

Genre:

Drama | Comedy

Plot:

Paul Dedalus is at a crossroads in his life. He has to make several decisions; should he complete his doctorate...

Plot Keywords:

Shower Scene | Sex | Female Nudity

Awards:

1 win & 3 nominations

Cast

Mathieu Amalric	...	Paul Dedalus
Emmanuelle Devos	...	Esther
Emmanuel Salinger	...	Nathan
Marianne Denicourt	...	Sylvia
Thibault de Montalembert	...	Bob
Chiara Mastroianni	...	Patricia
Denis Podalydès	...	Jean-Jacques
Jeanne Balibar	...	Valérie
Fabrice Desplechin	...	Ivan
Hélène Lapiower	...	Le Mérou
Michel Vuillermoz	...	Frédéric Rabier
Roland Amstutz	...	Chernov
Marion Cotillard	...	Student
Solenn Jarniou	...	Pascale
Philippe Duclos	...	Spiritual Accompanist

Also Known As:

Ma vie sexuelle (UK) (video title)
Ma vie sexuelle - Paul Dedalus' Journey (UK) (DVD box title)
My Sex Life... or How I Got Into an Argument (USA)

Runtime:

178 min

Country:

France

Language:

French

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.66 : 1

Sound Mix:

Dolby

Certification:

UK:15 | France:U

Filming Locations:

Paris, France

Company:

France 2 Cinéma

Trivia:

Director Arnaud Desplechin originally wanted to name the movie "Comment je me suis disputé avec Éric Barbier" (How I Got Into An Argument With Eric Barbier), as a dig at former colleague Eric Barbier, also the basis for movie character Frédéric Rabier. A justice decision prevented him from using the full title, hence the ellipsis and the added subtitle.

Soundtrack:

Heaven is 19 Zillion light years away

Dull and duller

Sorry, I didn't really read the other comment because frankly it was just too wordy for me, and it didn't really explain anything or answer any questions.

So I'll keep it brief...

I (having lived in France and studied French for many years) also love French cinema and French actors, but I was one of the above aforementioned "bored" viewers. So it isn't just anti-intellectuals who would be willing this film to end. We all know French films can be slow-paced but this is just ridiculous.

My advice, steer clear. There are much better ways to spend 170 or so minutes of your life. Watching paint dry perhaps.