Avant-Garde

I guess this short film should be shown to every foreigner who wants to visit France for the Olympic Games. France and its mythic bureaucracy, France and its rules, its mess, its disorder. I know what I am talking about because I am precisely French. The tale of a German art specialist who wants to come to France for a museum appointment and who is suddenly stopped by a custom agent at the border check point. A lousy and bored custom agent who knows nothing about art but who is very meticulous in terms of rules, procedures and bureaucracy crap. Imagine this so disciplined and busy German art dealer and this stupid French custom employee. It is funny but not for the poor German art specialist....

It reminds the series gendarm with Louis de Funes. In same measure, it uses the Franco- German tensions in a teenager manner.

A German art specialist will expose a sculpture at a French exhibition. But , at the border, a young custom agent, vigilent, bored, not so clever becomes more than suspicious about sculpture. Sure, easy to see it as reference to Brancusi at American border. He calls his boss, not more inteligent. And the poor sculpture, examined too drastic, has a not brilliant fate.

Sure, easy irony about French antipathz or about their bureaucracy or about the not very smart agents of custom.

But the performances are the axis of this short film inspiring some smiles.