Patrice Leconte is a filmmaker I hugely admire and yet I have never really sought out his fairly extensive filmography to watch. I have seen a few here and there, but there is loads and loads I haven't got to.
However, I've now seen The Hairdresser's Husband twice, and been really impressed twice. It is a sentimental, rather literary film of romantic obsessions, developed from childhood, of a man with a fixation with female hairdressers. It is casually sensual, with an incredible Michael Nyman score. It is beautifully ambiguous, and at 80 minutes, really brief and precise. Recounted in voice-over with flashbacks, writ large with longing, it is like a great personal novella. Though, I do wonder if the male gaze would annoy some, rather like how The Consequences of Love, but it works for me.
I really need to see more Patrice Leconte.