Un homme qui me plaît

Jean-Paul Belmondo writes score for movies. He's in Hollywood to write one for a film Annie Giradot is appearing in. He thinks the theme is good, with maybe too many violins. She thinks she has a good part and is second in the cast listings. He also thinks the movie is no good: they're rich, beautiful, and have all the time in the world. Whether Claude Lelouch can make a movie out of that, well, that's this movie. Because the score by Francis Lai has a good theme, if too many violins, and Mlle Giradot is second in the cast listings.

And so they go on a voyage of self-discovery in a big old American Cadillac, from Los Angeles to Las Begas, to Arizona, and eventually New Orleans. But we learn that they aren't just young and beautiful and rich. They have lives and obligations. Will this affair turn into something permanent? Is this just an opportunity for product placement, for Pan Am and Heinz ketchup? Or will it turn out to be more than a poor sequel to Un Homme Et Une Femme?