Jane Austen a gâché ma vie

An obvious spoof of Pride and Prejudice, with very modern, very flawed and very irreverent characters. I wish the whole womanizer best friend plot didn't exist, or it didn't play out like that, that was such a rookie mistake Agathe. Can't say I'm a fan of Oliver as Darcy but he fits into the mold, maybe more into Helen Fielding's Darcy that Austen's. As for Agathe, she's no Bridget, nor Lizzie, I wished she could just be her. Cause when you put Jane Austen in the title 1. I'm gonna watch that and 2. I'm gonna judge the hell out of it. And this ain't no Austen, apart from the scaffolding and barely that. And I also wished Agathe didn't need a man to heal or move on or whatever, she had quite a lot on her plate, but I guess the French cannot let go of sex.

"Nameless, unremembered, acts/Of kindness and of love." Wordsworth

Around Regency England Jane Austen began to rule romantic literature with her witty deconstruction of upper-class pretentions and wise advice about how to find love and/or fortune. With the 250th anniversary of her birth, the film Jane Austen Wrecked My Life is a low-key Austen modernization that depicts a young book seller, Agathe (Camille Rutherford), who can't break her writer's block or find love. Yet, she has a disposition given to "acts of kindness and love."

While she has a womanizing co-worker, Felix (Pablo Pauly), who apparently loves her, she won't give herself to him out of diffidence, good sense, and plain cluelessness. He signs her up for a Jane Austen Residency at a posh estate in Britain (all shot in France), where it looks like she will fail again to be inspired to write. It's not unknown that meeting new people, including seasoned writers, helps to mitigate the block and renew a zest for life; for Agathe, it will be a slow burn, her very name suggesting "a gate."

This lyrical French rom-com, with alternating subtitles, is a treat for a cool summer evening when you are ready to be seduced by French joie de vivre and an art film that uses no CGI, relies on insights about love and writing fitting to Austen herself, and sometimes dips into old-fashioned screwball comedy or plain old-fashioned pratfalls. A bit of vaudeville, I'd say, such as when she, naked, stumbles into the room of Oliver (Charlie Anson), a distant relative of Austen and for whom romance with Agathe has potential.

There's even a formal ball, in the Austen spirit, and Agathe shines like the actress Anne Hathaway, slender and charming. Emerging into a woman less like Austen's Emma and more like Elizabeth Bennet.

All in all, not much happens in Jane Austen Wrecked My Life but a tardy romance, just right for light, summer cinema and fitting for the immortal Jane Austen on her anniversary.

Jeepers...this film was really quite atrocious to be honest.

Temu's Hugh Grant had something in his eyes all the time, which caused never ending blinking, which was very annoying and distracting, and the female lead, was the least feminine , Jane Austen-esque specimen left on temu's end of line sale rack.

The script was very poor, the acting was dreadful, and basically I had to stop myself from leaving the cinema as was with a friend, who I thought was really enjoying it, and I didn't want to appear rude.

One of the worst films I have ever had the misfortune of watching. Blink blink aarrhhh.

It's a romantic comedy set in Paris, southern England and a French vacation home in modern times. Agathe Robinson (Camille Rutherford) runs a Paris bookshop specializing in classical English literature with her best friend, Félix (Pablo Pauly). Agathe is a fragile person devoted to her literary father's memory (she survived the car accident that killed her parents) and her desire to write a novel in the manner of Jane Austen. She has written some chapters but is stuck.

Félix arranges for her to be invited to a Jane Austen Residency on property belonging to a distant descendant of the Austen family. There, she meets Oliver (Charlie Anson), a professor in contemporary literature and the son of Todd (Alan Fairbairn) and Beth (Liz Crowther), who run the Residency.

"Jane Austen a gâché ma vie" tracks Agathe's efforts at the Residency and her complex relationships with Oliver and Félix. By the end, there is a resolution.

"Jane Austen a gâché ma vie" is a slow-paced yet engaging movie. Camille Rutherford and Charlie Anson provide the most interesting and developed characters. Pablo Pauly's character is less defined. The other Residency attendees fill slots in a literary film. It's not a laugh-out-loud comedy, but the low-key approach works surprisingly well.

I had seen the trailer at least five times, so I knew what to expect when I snuck in for my third film of the day. This movie is a small gem, a European romantic comedy without Hugh Grant or Colin Firth. Agathe is stuck in a rut. Her parents died in a car accident with her in it. She now has a car phobia. She lives with her sister, who sleeps around and brings them home. She has a platonic relationship with her Paris bookshop Shakespeare and Company coworker Felix. They end up kissing on the dock after he secretly enters her for a Jane Austen writing residency in England. This is somehow the same plot device contained in Broadway's one woman show, Call Me Izzy. JA's great great great grandson picks her up. She vomits all over him. Needless to say, they will fall in love and Agathe becomes suddenly embroiled in a romantic triangle. Camille Rutherford is unconventionally pretty and funny as the lead. Charlie Anson nicely handles his intellectual hunk Oliver assignment. Pablo Pauly is good as the Casanova coworker. Frederick Wiseman has a nice cameo as a poet at the end. It's just a sweet, pleasant and relaxing film to spend a hundred minutes with on a weekend. Writer and director Laura Piani has secured her artistic future. My audience and I were enthralled.