Boudoir comedy about a young married woman, suffering fainting spells out of sheer ennui, whose husband tries unsuccessfully to pep her up by providing her with an additional lover, but who eventually finds contentment in the arms of a thirteen-year-old snot with an I.Q. of 158. The situation is artlessly laid out at the start in expository dialogue rather than in action, and although it is developed from an unmistakably male point of view, it seems always to be founded on idle hypothesis rather than on honest opinion or first-hand observation. Its inattention to character and to society does nothing to bolster its credentials as a comedy; and the two rowdies in the lead roles, Gerard Depardieu and Patrick Dewaere, seem quite hopelessly ill-suited to the rigors of light comic acting. The movie never sets foot on solid ground until it alights on that most heavily trampled subject in French cinema, the sexual initiation of an adolescent, the quest thereof, and the gloating thereafter; and when it alights there, the movie hits rock bottom. With Carole Laure; directed by Bertrand Blier. (1978) — Duncan Shepherd
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