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Little White Lies
Despite a traumatic event, a group of friends decide to go ahead with their annual beach vacation. Their relationships, convictions, sense of guilt and friendship are sorely tested. They are finally forced to own up to the little white lies they've been telling each other.
Not one of the characters in Guillaume Canet's Les Petits Mouchoirs is perfect by any means, not unlike someone you'd know in real life. No, they are a group of at times annoying, overly controlling, depressed and insecure people who can't stand and at the same time can't be apart of their group of friends.
One of the close knit yet troubled friend group has gotten into a serious accident just before their annual vacation in Max's (Cluzet) vacation home in the South of France. The group decided to shorten the retreat but otherwise go ahead with it anyway as there isn't any sign that their friend will see any change in his condition during this period. As they are…
Les Petits Mouchoirs opens with a strikingly long one-take sequence (or actually two takes, but well enough camouflaged) in which we discover the hollow existence of Ludo, a man who spends his life in nightclubs doing drugs and kissing random women. It is a beautifully photographed scene, with stunning camera-movements and an impressive flush, which sets the aim high in terms of cinematography and dramatic punch. In a way, both of these aspects are recurrent throughout the film, but neither are consistent enough to save it.
For this scene, even though it is the cause for everything that comes afterwards, is highly antithetic and slightly pathetic. You see, later on we are told by Ludo’s best friends how he is…
I didn't expect this to be that good.
Guillaume, you got me. (As well as your wife).
There are films that run a little long, and then there's Little White Lies. Dear god this movie is long. Usually a run time reserved for epics, instead this failed dramedy trudges along to an amazing 2 and a half hour run time. Brutal.
That being said, it's not awful. It has some genuinely funny scenes but the drama here is a bit deserving of ridicule. For the most part, the film consists of a collection of self-entitled douchebags whining about their petty problems and behaving like children. The end tries to rectify everything, but fails. It's no doubt emotional, but also extremely manipulative and not earned in the slightest.
In a way, this needed to be a 90-minute comedy.…
I LOVE THIS FILM.
From the opening shot, I was riveted.
Every frame, every moment, every character demanded my attention.
This film gave me a feeling of floating as I watched it.
It left me with a cinematic high.
I never wanted it to end.
On m'explique!? SVP! a la FIN du film notre ami le Pecheure viens a l'enteremment en ''camionette'' il part d'Arcachon pour aller sur Paris (Lutece) ''je suppose'' car c'est le lieu ou Jean Dujardin decede...
-Sachant qui y a 650 kilometre entre les 2 ?-
1- Le Pecheure a une camionette trafique par Doc' et Marty Mcfly ?
2- Guillaume Canet nous prend pour des jambons ?
3- Il est venu en Bateau ?
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If it only was 30 minutes shorter, it would have been great. Nice stories, interesting and fun characters and good laughs, with some drama included. Rather typical french film in many ways. The one thing I was wondering about was why the all french language film had all the music in english?? Weird and not fitting at all!
A group of friends go on holiday to the south of France, although one of the group who was to go on the holiday is in intensive care following a motorcycle accident. A character study of a group of very self-obsessed French people – emotions are taut for a number of reasons and we watch them as they unravel. My partner, who is a great Francophile, enjoyed the film more than I did, enjoying the details round the very French sort of self-obsession. (I’m not saying that the French are more self-obsessed than anyone else, just that there are specific cultural forms of self-obsession that are typically French.) But, although there are many amusing incidents in the film (I liked…
Saw this film for the first time on airplane. It was october of 2011. This film became my companion through a long 12 h flight. The bond between the characters was so relatable that I could not help but to find myself watching the film all over again several times catching new details.
Les Petits Mouchoirs
Gezien met Britt op kamer.
Vond dit een schitterende film, ondanks dat het veel te lang is en het einde wat overdramatisch is trek ik mij hier niet veel van aan want ik vond het heerlijk! Grappig ook trouwens.
A near-fatal accident leaves one friend in the hospital while the rest go on their annual vacation. But their secrets and personal grief threaten to drive them apart. - IMDb
Right here and right now, I'm going to state that I love French cinema, and that I clearly do not watch enough as I really should. Almost every time I watch one, I leave feeling everything accomplished in some way. That could be because I only hear about the good ones, though?
The main reason that I watched this film was for Marion Cotillard. She's my favourite actress and I'm trying to get through all her films at some stage in my life. There are some more obscure ones that…
La cosa no empieza mal, queriendo cargarse la frivolidad y el aburguesamiento de esa clase francesa que tanto sale en su cine y tanta manía se le tiene por aquí. Pero muy pronto en su abultado metraje empieza a estancarse para acabar cayendo en una justificación con moralina bastante vomitiva. Ese "tenemos defectos pero somos buena gente" es de una condescendencia atroz, un "buenismo socialdemócrata" que diría uno que yo me sé. La selección de super-hits es de recopilatorio de Carrefour y da bastante asquito también. Pero se ve que reventaron taquillas con la peli. Casi que prefiero nuestros "8 apellidos", que al menos recuerda a Lazaga y Ozores.
This film was about 60 minutes too long and 6 characters too wide. Playing out like a parisian ensemble flick, it lacked any sort of real depth despite it's desperate attempts to touch on "deep" subjects. Cotillard and Magimel were notable standouts, offering performances above what the writing deserved. Ultimately though, with static characters who could not sustain the pace of the film, and an ill-fitting (read: annoying) soundtrack, I found myself wishing for the end long before it came.
Unos personajes cercanos y bien construidos van dibujando las pequeñas cosas de la vida por las que vale la pena vivir.
El (gran) problema es que no es necesario para nada dotar de una duración de dos horas y media cuando con algo menos de dos habría contado lo mismo sin acercarse peligrosamente al hastío.
Mostly for personal management but hope to serve as recommendation.
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