Les Misérables Clichés
This nonsensical empty attempt at comedy - or whatever it is they tried to do - consists in three childhood friends screaming "OBAMAAAA!" every 15 minutes. Those thirty-something immature boys fly to New York to surprise their other friend on her birthday. This leads to some existential quest for love and happiness within the family and friendship spheres. Not only has the plot barely scratched the surface but if you dug harder, there would be more surface. The poorly cast ensemble doesn't do justice to the typical French tourist and the filmmakers don't even have the slightest idea about American culture. They haven't even researched any of it and they portray the weirdest unbelievable facts. For example, every person they meet in NYC lives in some fancy 10-acre penthouse. Really? Do they have any idea of the housing market in Manhattan these days? Even Charlie Sheen's character in 1987's Wall Street had trouble paying rent for his little bachelor suite. But let's just assume that it makes sense because one of the protagonist is the assistant of some famous actor. Sure she is! How many French illegal workers in Manhattan actually are the assistant of De Niro or Woody Allen? That's right. None. Then there are the scenes regarding shoes on power lines. The three amigos first spot those in Brooklyn where one of them says it's just what New Yorkers do for fun or style. You expect a later scene in which they try to throw their shoes on a wire and a drug lord's street associate chasing them. That never happens. They end up throwing their shoes there and screaming the name of the 44th President of the USA. It is not deep, nor is it French-charming, clever or even funny. This is the last thing you want to watch to try out French comedy.
may not end up in my Top 10 Comedies but I spent an enjoyable moment watching it. You should definitely give it a try and share your opinion with me!
is an entertaining movie. But it's a rom com so you obviously know from the start what will happen. There is no twist or surprise but I find it quite entertaining. It is not the plot of the decade but the cast meets my expectations. Hollywood blockbusters have nothing on this French production. It keeps its promise. I think it's a challenge to get an arthouse rom com if you also want to rock the box office. As an indie-enthusiast, I'd rather pick the underground love story nobody knows over the popular sparkly one. But 
is a committed French Rom Com
by Michel Leclerc. Baya 
because the plot seemed fascinating. Let me sum it up for you: Rémy (Olivier Barthelemy) is a teenage ginger constantly bullied at school or at home because of his hair color. Patrick (Vincent Cassel) is a redheaded psychiatrist but he is crazier than all of his patients put together. The two of them join forces to fight against discrimination and hatred. They go on a violent quest to Ireland, supposedly Redhead Heaven. Let's imagine Tarantino would direct this film. It would be a bloody and funny roadtrip to Ireland or when 
meets 
. But Gavras is no Tarantino. His style is drastically different. When Tarantino makes you laugh with a shocking story, Gavras makes you uncomfortable with a basic one. Vincent Cassel's character is a manipulative mood-swinging psycho. Someone you definitely don't want to meet. Ever. Barthelemy's character has good intentions at first but quickly follows the steps of his mentor. It's a movie to watch but only once. I won't watch this movie once a year on a rainy Sunday like other classics. In line with 
and 
but not as unbearable, Notre Jour Viendra makes you feel gross and affected. I personally felt like taking a shower and watching a re-run of How I Met Your Mother after I watched Notre Jour Viendra. The deranged sexuality scenes sprinkled with infantile weirdness is too much for me to handle. Try it with caution, it's not for everybody.