Ok so this may be a passable documentary if you're a French speaker despite the boring narrative and woe is me thread that runs throughout, but the fact they choose not to subtitle it, but to overdub all the French interviews (of which the film is almost entirely made up of) with what sound like out of work cockney actors is beyond me. It becomes comical at times. What on Earth were they thinking? Trying to appeal to some geezers that would never watch a subtitled film but happily watch a load of French players sound like they're from Easterners. The storyline isn't great but when delivered by terry and dean from the Bethnal Green amateur dramatics club becomes more mocumentary than documentary
Review of Anelka: Misunderstood
