Looking through IMDb for the several other years this documentary has also been filmed, it surprises me not to see any other viewer comments. Maybe people just sat through these and got on with their lives. Let me stick to the topic and comment on the making of the calendar for 2009.
The good news: these guys are extraordinarily good-looking and no doubt some of the best physical specimens in the sporting or any other world. I mean, really. The other news: one after another, set to varying scores of rousing martial tunes, the fellows get made up and pose, usually with a strategically placed rugby ball, nearly always managing to look profoundly uncomfortable with what they are doing despite some nervous smiles. No full frontal nudity, though there may as well have been, because the whole film was just one modeling exercise after another, on, and on, and on, virtually no dialog, nothing but the same thing over and over. If you are a French rugby fan you might know these men but otherwise this is just art. Documentary or no, it's hard to rate such a film but it's not hard to confuse the handsomeness of the guys with the tediousness of the film itself. So my score meets both sides in the middle.
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