Grégoire Moulin contre l'humanité

I'll make this short: it was excellent and I haven't laughed so hard in a while. As one reviewer wrote: it's a French 'After Hours' only better and is whimsically hysterical start to finish. While it's at it, it has some sweet poignancy mixed in - something only the French are able to accomplish without kitsch. I loved it. Make a point of looking for this one. Every single performance is stellar and never over the top yet totally over the top. I don't know but it just works.

The plot: a shy guy who works a dull job observes a ballet teacher across the street for weeks. Since he can't muster up enough courage to ask her out, he manages to steal her wallet which he intends to return to her - as the hero who found her purse. They arrange to meet on the night of a big football game in a café. While Odile (the woman) waits, she reads Madame Bovary. Like i said, After Hours with a sprinkle of Amelie mixed in.

Gregoire Moulin contre L'Humanité.