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The first feature from French director Yann Samuell is a romantic fantasy with a dark center. In the bold colors and whimsical style of a child's nursery book, the ambitious tale is part intense romance, part cautionary tale and part psychological study of the effects left by deep childhood wounds. A mother’s untimely death and the torment suffered from being a poor outsider give rise to an endless stream of dares between young Julien and Sophie that continue as they move toward adulthood. A hit in France, the film has been compared to Jeunet’s "Amelie," though the only real similarities are that both are French and have fantasy elements. One could perhaps view it as "Amelie" in an alternate universe, but that would be devaluing the originality of Samuell’s story. It hits much darker tones, not the least of which is the self-absorption of our hero and heroine. A voice over the opening scene warns against being buried in concrete with
your best friend, no matter how much you like her. It is a broad clue that sets
the tone of the tragicomedy that follows. We get acquainted with the pair as
children when their connection to each other is cemented, pun intended, by their
taste for audacious mischief. The two carry the first third of the film well
enough, but when we see them again as young adults, and the intricacies of their
relationship deepen, I found myself caring little for this duo who grows from
little troublemakers into to big self-centered adults that not even a self
imposed hiatus from each other for 10 years can break.
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