Sometimes, I wish certain films could remain unseen by anyone but me. People's comments about those films often upset me. There are dozens of films, songs, and books I feel this way about. Let them stay mine, known only to me, free from anyone else's opinions.
Eva and Léon's story is one of those. They stand at the very heart of life, yet prefer to watch the world through a telescope. Though loved by those around them, they can't seem to fill the emptiness inside. And yet, a cone of ice cream, butterflies, or strawberries are enough to make them happy.
True, the screenplay isn't very original. But as we step into 2025, how many truly original works have we seen in the past 30 years? I have no problem with clichés, as long as they are used well.
Seeing Peter Coyote made me happy. He's the kind of actor whose mere presence elevates a film's quality.
Keziah Jones, on the other hand, was a surprise. I didn't expect him, and it was a delightful shock.
The song choices are stunning, as is the extraordinary harmony between Florian Lemaire and Clotilde Hesme.
