Niente di grave, suo marito è incinto

Marcello Mastroianni is a driving instructor. His common-law wife Catherine Deneuve is a hairdresser. He's not feeling well one day so he sees a doctor, who suspects he might be pregnant.

There are many funny set pieces in this movie.

The initial visit to his general practitioner where she suspects pregnancy.

Back home, Mastroianni has to reassure a nearly hysterical Deneuve he doesn't have a fatal illness without telling her he's pregnant.

Together they go to the gynecologist for confirmation. Get a load of the way the specialist explains his theory of how men can get pregnant. If his theories hold water, male GenZers will be the solution to our birth-rate crisis.

And then back at work, trying to tell his co-worker.

What makes the movie funny to me is that everybody underplays it. Unlike in American movies where, say, Tom Hanks would be yelling his lines or Adam Sandler would be talking like a r3trrd, or Jim Carey would be pulling faces. Everyone here understands that the premise is ridiculous so to avoid descending into farce they play it straight.

As funny as it is, it's rewarding if you pay attention to what they're talking about. They get in their digs about gender equality. It's very much a movie inspired by the women's liberation movement of the 60s yet somehow it's still topical and fresh in 2024.