Mathieu, a bright student, falls in love with Nahema, who happens to be the President of the Republic's daughter. The President, a loving but invading father, finally accepts him as his ... See full summary »
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Mathieu, a bright student, falls in love with Nahema, who happens to be the President of the Republic's daughter. The President, a loving but invading father, finally accepts him as his daughter's boyfriend, going as far as appointing Mathieu as one of his consultants. Working with the President, Mathieu will find out who he actually is. Written by
Guy Bellinger
A film about the cruel price of politics. Love story as axis. And the lies, compromises and abdications, errors and indirect crimes like modus vivendi. About power and fear only facts talks. The president may be French, Romanian or Somalian. The differences are small. The mixture of past and future is in any situation dangerous. And reality is only way of small combination. The movie is not indictment or manifesto. It is indigestible food. Precise and result of old recipes. With great actors and gray air. With final open shade. A movie as a ax kick. Lead of gestures, gnashing of feelings. Secrets as heats of a British ceremony. And the end. As evening rain.
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A film about the cruel price of politics. Love story as axis. And the lies, compromises and abdications, errors and indirect crimes like modus vivendi. About power and fear only facts talks. The president may be French, Romanian or Somalian. The differences are small. The mixture of past and future is in any situation dangerous. And reality is only way of small combination. The movie is not indictment or manifesto. It is indigestible food. Precise and result of old recipes. With great actors and gray air. With final open shade. A movie as a ax kick. Lead of gestures, gnashing of feelings. Secrets as heats of a British ceremony. And the end. As evening rain.