Le dos rouge

I don't think it is possible to die of boredom, but having seen this at the Berlin Berlinale 2015, I was beginning to change my mind. I guess it's supposed to be intellectual, but I didn't get it. No narrative, no engaging characters, no beauty. Null point! The cinema was full as is often the case at the Berlinale when the production team's own description is all that you have to guide you. That makes you regret sitting near the middle as escape means annoying your neighbours. Fortunately when even our neighbour who had arrived on crutches couldn't stand it any more and got up to hobble out, our route to freedom was open and we just avoided a possible early death.

The Bobos (not to be confused with the Bonobos in spite of that the 2 are primates that kept having sex) long to be the only inhabitants of Paris to turn it into their exclusive depraved play-field… So as the movie exposes, the Bobos gather in the cultural places of the capital, settle in expensive lofts and are poor artists with only one motive: sex… In fact, they are perverts disguised with respectability… Here, the movie is the perfect proof as it's just totally boring, hollow, dreadful : the main subject is a nude man sitting wearing a bra ! They have party with make-up men making up, the dialogues are unintelligible, pseudo intellectual and philosophical soup… Indubitalebly, the worst movie Geraldine has ever done and the few minutes she acts are barely an oasis in a big nothing