The chichi ’60s credit design and blunt, bitchy observational chatter that opened the film held promise. While vacationing in Biarritz, a Parisian fashionista (Julie Delpy), desperately in need of having her “chimney swept,” falls for a small-town IT geek (Dany Boon) and fellow divorcée, just days away from accepting a new job in the big city. Enter Lolo (Vincent Lacoste), the 19-year-old son she adoringly calls, “the future of humanity.” In present tense, the kid’s a load, and his dislike of mom’s choice of beaus — and the slumbering lengths he goes to break them apart — make him narrative enemy #1. Why mollify a perfectly acerbic romantic comedy by arming the lad with little more to work with than itching powder and knockout drops as tools of counterinsurgency? Per usual in a Delpy-directed confection, the character complexities can’t help but collapse under the weight of forced hysteria. (2015) — Scott Marks
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