This movie has only been reviewed twice, in 25 years, so it either isn't very frequently watched, or reviewers don't know what to make of it. I'm one of the latter. The version that I streamed at Amazon Prime was announced as "restored", so this film is evidently deemed worthwhile for such a restoration; to me however it's a mystery why.
The synopsis promises some kind of sexual coming-of-age story, concerning young Rémi, an Islamic high shool student, living in Paris with his conservative family. At home he is a well-behaving studious son, but in secret he is roaming the streets and clubs, on the lookout for sexual encounters, with girls as well as with (older) men, and even aspiring a career in porn films.
This is all pictured in a compilation of extremely short scenes, with sparse dialogue and grainy photography (in spite of the restoration, so apparently it's supposed to look like that). There's hardly any narrative, only with some effort we can discern a vague chronology in the scenes. We see Rémi exchange a few words with his family or his friends, or dozing in his class-room, or having sex (discretely filmed), and that's it. After yet another of those seemingly isolated scenes the image suddenly turns black and the credits start rolling - the end.
Maybe the things that were said and pictured are extremely Deep & Meaningful, and I probably missed tons of metaphors, but it all eluded my (no doubt too simple) brain. In my humble opinion it came down to a mystifying, pointless bore. Thankfully it only lasted 45 minutes.
