Charlotte for Ever

The story evolves around a failed writer, who tries to get his comeback going again, while he sits at home and drinks with his obese friend, both mumbling on and on about a bunch of stuff that nobody really gives a rats ass about. He is a very repulsive and uninteresting character, who wears a filthy black glove to allegedly disguise his badly burned hand (but this doesn't really lend anything to the plot at all), which he apparently got while trying to save his wife, who died in a terrible car-accident, which we see in numerous flash-backs. This also lends nothing to the plot at all, but contains a well-filmed, great explosion, that was just completely wasted in this film.

Meanwhile, his teenage daughter Charlotte (also Gainsbourg's daughter in real life), just prances half-naked around the house, sometimes bringing her skanky friends along, whom her father for some reason is able to seduce and have sex with, and they all dance to his music throughout the film.. wow...just wow.

Not quite sure what to make of this film, but I do know that all those reviewers who gave it 10/10 must either be die-hardcore fans of Gainsbourg, or just old horny guys who love seeing scantily-clad teenage girls dancing and stripping to 80's synth-pop music.. that's ALL this movie is about. The acting is horrible, the story is almost non-existent, and the music gets very repetitive.. fast! I don't think I've ever seen such pretentious crap get so much praise before.. AVOID! I can only give this movie 2 stars. One for the exploding cars, and one for Charlotte shaking her ass to her father's music. If only the film was like that for 90 minutes, it would've been a masterpiece.

Love Serge...Love Charlotte.... Hated....the movie.

Serge Gainsbourg, a very talented musician, a little bit crazy and the daddy of the shameless little girl, Charlotte Gainsbourg. As a film director and actor, Serge Gainsbourg's career is very controversial. He had a few interesting roles when he was young, but in old age he failed completely. This film has absolutely no artistic value of any kind. It's very very annoying, super-boring and stupid. Charlotte Gainsbourg and two other teenage girls show their breasts just for the sake of showing their breasts. The song with the same title as the movie, repeated indefinitely, is not a success either.

I would only recommend this movie for fans of Serge and Charlotte Gainsbourg. Most of the movie takes place in a really dark apartment where we are witnesses to long tedious conversations between the main actors, discussing a lot of nonsense. Pretty much all conversation is delivered unconvincingly and if it weren't for the big name that Serge Gainsbourg is, then this movie is just too boring to be a work of well-made art. It really wants to be a cool and dark art house movie, but succeeds only in putting you to sleep unless you buy the whole idea of the screenplay.

The music is quite nice, but is just repeated constantly with the same numbers played in between scenes that really doesn't do anything for the story. The music is just a relief when we see everybody's sad faces and Charlotte Gainsbourgs ass and naked body. Sadly the best scenes of the movie is two scenes with girls wiggling their sexy behinds, and some cool shots of a car exploding.

The camera-work is fine as well, but there is not much interesting material to work with here.

A writer played by Serge Gainsbourg, is asking his agent for money which he needs because he is broke. His agent argues with him, and asks for the script he is supposed to be working on. After some prolonged begging, he finally gets the cash after promising to finish the script.

His daughter Charlotte is used as his on screen offspring here for a sense of reality. They argue constantly about her mother's death in a car accident in which she blames her father for causing. We get repeated flashbacks of a Porsche crashing into a fuel tanker and a fiery explosion. In between, old Serge drinks, has sex with various prostitutes, and reads from classic literature, including Lolita, to his fifteen year old daughter. He has inappropriate behavior with her, including some brief nudity of young Charlotte. The film goes nowhere, it just drifts from scene to scene with no direction. Why Mr. Gainsbourg would subject his young daughter to this subject matter at fifteen is beyond me. I was bored by Charlotte Forever.