The Art of Love (2011)
"L'art d'aimer" (original title)

Director:

Emmanuel Mouret

Writer:

Emmanuel Mouret (screenplay)

Stars:

Emmanuel Mouret, Pascale Arbillot, Ariane Ascaride

1 win & 1 nomination.

Cast

Cast overview, first billed only:
Emmanuel Mouret	...	Louis
Pascale Arbillot	...	Zoé
Ariane Ascaride	...	Emmanuelle
Frédérique Bel	...	La voisine d'Achille
François Cluzet	...	Achille
Julie Depardieu	...	Isabelle
Judith Godrèche	...	Amélie
Louis-Do de Lencquesaing	...	Ludovic
Philippe Magnan	...	Paul
Stanislas Merhar	...	Laurent
Élodie Navarre	...	Vanessa
Laurent Stocker	...	Boris (as Laurent Stocker de la Comédie Française)
Gaspard Ulliel	...	William
Michaël Cohen	...	Le mari de Zoé
Mélanie Chaney	...	Annabelle

Storyline

---

Plot Keywords:

love | paris france | hotel room | bookshop | neighbor | 

---

Genres:

Comedy

---

Details

Official Sites:

Official site [hu]

Country:

France

Language:

French

Release Date:

23 November 2011 (France)

Also Known As:

The Art of Love (II)

Company Credits

Production Co:

Moby Dick Films, Partizan Films, Orange Cinéma Séries

Technical Specs

Runtime:

85 min

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Did You Know?

Soundtracks

"Symphony No. 3, Op. 90"
Composed by Johannes Brahms
KPM - K Music

User Reviews

The Most Egregious Piece Of Mediocre Imitative Crap...

This filmmaker should have his license to create films revoked until he's actually lived some life, as opposed to regurgitating tone and moments from Woody Allen, Rohmer and Truffaut. But without their wit and intelligence. I just saw this dreadful waste of time at COLCOA in Los Angeles. I've never wanted to shoot an off-screen narrator in the larynx before, but the vapid, pointless words coming at the audience to tie the random bits together is painful to listen to. And the incessant piano music from Mozart and Chopin to give the movie some class, or provide an ironic counterpoint counts as some kind of elder master musical abuse. All of the talented actors are utterly wasted as they serve the one-dimensional puppetry manipulated by the writer/director to fulfill his desperate attempt to be humorous. This film is the problem with film-school geeks who've been unjustly praised for their early short work, but have NO idea how human beings actually behave.