La Belle Époque
Hidden in plain sight most of the out-of-competition premieres at cannes, this mainstream french comedy from author-director nicolas bedos is the form of film that journalists routinely ignore in favor of flashier titles from worldwide administrators.
So it become a breath of clean air to find out a regionally made studio movie worthy of comparison to “the truman display” or the work of charlie kaufman. The high-idea film imagines a luxurious service in which rich people will pay to immerse themselves in the past, meticulously re-created for their delight with the aid of a bespoke film group. Most pick to drink or dine with famous human beings — which includes marie antoinette or ernest hemingway — but not the currently-dumped cartoonist (daniel aueuil), who opts to relive the day he met his wife (fanny ardant). As romantic comedy ideas go, it’s almost a ridiculously elaborate way to demonstrate the mysteries of enchantment, however bedos wins us over via the charms of his forged (specially doria tillier’s as ardant’s “understudy”), the power of his script, and sheer the virtuosity of its execution