The worst kind of feel-good film with a little boy character who's nothing more than the cliché reflection of what an adult thinks a little boy is.
The film uses the same principle of "What I like" VS "What I don't like" as Jean-Pierre Jeunet did in his short "Foutaises" and, later, in "Amélie Poulain". The aim is to calculate if life is worth living or not. Is it really what suicide is about?
From a technical point of view, the film is well made. And being a feel-good short so desperate to please, it's no wonder it got the "prix du public" at Trouville and still circulates via social media today. But anyone with any notion of what depression is (and any notion of childhood, really) will have the feeling their intelligence is being insulted.
