In Paris' cosmopolitan and colorful 10th arrondissement, Philippe, who's fresh out of prison, crosses paths with Avdal, a Kurd who is trying to track down an Iraqi war criminal. Avdal, who ... See full summary »
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In Paris' cosmopolitan and colorful 10th arrondissement, Philippe, who's fresh out of prison, crosses paths with Avdal, a Kurd who is trying to track down an Iraqi war criminal. Avdal, who dreams of staying in France, plans to bring his fiancee Siba to Paris. She's due to arrive in the next few days. The two men strike up a friendship and when Avdal dies suddenly and unexpectedly, Philippe finds himself left to organize the funeral arrangements. What should he do with the body? Siba arrives in Paris, and soon learns that Avdal has died. She is taken in by a group of Kurdish men and before long she also meets Philippe - all of whom are quite smitten by her beauty. Meanwhile, Avdal's father Cheto, a devout Muslim, comes to Paris to grieve for his son. He intends to force Siba to return to her homeland, but the young woman has now had a taste of freedom Written by
A terrible french movie going directly to my movies trashcan, together with Allen's movies !
Like a strange law similar to hand-lines, what happens in the five first minutes of any movies would tell you if the entire movie is good or bad.
Here, those five minutes were awful : picture ravaged by heavy gold colorization, no action, stupid characters with dumb lines, indulgent credits...
For sure, the remaining 85 were in the same vein : more stupid characters (Demongeot, Birkin, the Kurds clan), more empty scenes, and more stupid lines. I could't stand this Kurdish clan which practices a misogynist, blind faith : those men just can't conceive that the world designed by the one and only creator doesn't stop to their vision, they can't accept that a believer can be a sinner (it's even their destiny as only prophets could be no sin), they don't understand that the first step to win beyond is to win down-there and means loving everyone, especially women !
In this putrid mud, the only ray of light comes with Goldsifeth : always simple, natural, smiling, delicate and skilled pianist as well.
To conclude, i would say only this : I was motivated to go to cinema to watch the new movie of Goldsifeth, actually « My Sweet Pepper Land ». But fate (luck ?) helped me to notice that this movie was again written and directed by this poor director, thus sorry Goldsifeth, but i do what my title says : i zap it !
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