A medieval nobleman and his squire are accidentally transported to contemporary times by a senile sorcerer. He enlists the aid of his descendent to try to find a way to return home, all the... See full summary »
Antoine is too depressed to go on playing in his rock band. After wandering in the streets, he decides to seek an occupation. Unskilled as he is, he is lucky to be hired as the caretaker of... See full summary »
Laurent is seeking a path in life after living his childhood and teenage years in laziness. He has a conflictual relationship with Rodolphe, his father, and both are too emotional to ... See full summary »
Zero concept feature from popular French comic, Elie Semoun. A spotty geek is transformed into ravishing sex god whenever he applies a certain perfume. He gets the girl of his dreams, the girl next door and few more besides. The perfume comes to him after replying to a spam offering to fulfill his wildest dream. The magic is never explained and the perfume comes free; no selling of soul to devil necessary. The problem being that he is transformed into a bewigged 70's throw-back complete with cheap Elvis shades. And no-one, not even the girl-next-door character, spots the transformation. Even if you buy into this worn-out device there is no hint of originality, wit or truth in any of the proceedings. The production values are cheap - several shots are completely out of focus - and the presence of Catherine Deneuve - Why, oh why did she agree to be in this? - does little to alleviate the boredom. How did a scenario this lame ever get the green light?
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