A wallet lost and found opens the door to romantic adventure for Georges and Marguerite. After examining the ID papers of its owner, it is not a simple matter for Georges to turn the red ... See full summary »
A wallet lost and found opens the door to romantic adventure for Georges and Marguerite. After examining the ID papers of its owner, it is not a simple matter for Georges to turn the red wallet he found in to the police. Nor is it that Marguerite can recuperate her wallet without being piqued with curiosity about whom it was who found it. As they navigate the social protocols of giving and acknowledging thanks, turbulence enters their otherwise quotidian lives. Written by
It would be not fair to start my review without saying when the credits appeared, the nine people, me included, who had resisted till the end, started to stare one another and some of them, me included, began to laugh. I went to see this movie with all my good intentions, believed from the trailers that it could be enjoyable. Once I have seen it, I can only say: what does it mean? And when I saw the reaction of the other viewers I felt at least somehow comforted. Well, the idea that " les herbes folles", "the wild grass", that which grows against every adverse condition, is a metaphor of some human inner ineradicable desire to feel passion, or life, is quite clear, but the rendering of this idea passes through annoying characters, absurd situations, boring dialogues and ends in an incomprehensible and odd way. I generally do not like going out of movie theatres before the end of a movie, I want to watch it till the end, as a form of respect, before judging it, but this time the temptation was so strong!
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