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When unknown gunmen enter a Parisian restaurant and start shooting people that were enjoying their evening soirée, innocent lives are lost and the lives of those who survived are altered forever. Winocur's film portrays an already mundane fact of life, of armed terrorism that has entered the main stream of our lives, threatening to become an expected normal daily reality everywhere.

The survivors of the attack are seeking closure by gathering to commiserate and memorialize. After the traumatic event, Mia (Virginie Efira) is desperately searching for the cook who held her hand while they were hiding together during the shooting.

The search bears fruit and she eventually succeeds.

I knew it was to be considered an arthouse film and that there was to be some violent attack within Paris. It was good that I was not told too much because I would not really have wanted to see that terrible attack in November 2015. It is and it isn't but is amazing and one of my best films for some time. At the very beginning there is a slow zoom from within a room looking out through the curtains and beyond the balcony. As the shot is held and there is a lovely view of Paris although it is not one that I recognise or identify. This surprisingly, unspectacular zoom reminded me of the long one at the end of Antonioni's, The Passenger (1975) dialogue is splendid the memory plays with us and so unsettling that it gives me the shivers. Obviously we have the appalling and sickening moment but it is later on that Mia (Virginie Efira) remembers little bits now and again and it is thrilling but worrying all the time. It is not usually the Paris we know but the bustling streets and noisy traffic and the thrill of the action more of Mia and her uncovering what and who she has to find. Clever and intelligent piece quite remarkable and I want to watch it again, after a little while.

A leaky pen. A notebook. A Birthday cake. A tattoo. Details. Some clear, others vague. Mia (Virgine Efira from Verhoeven's BENEDETTA) is a young Parisian woman in a stable relationship. One night, by happenstance, she finds herself in a restaurant. Out of nowhere, an armed assault. She's injured. Blacks out - but, survives.

Alice Wincoer's gently searing drama is loosely based on a coordinated 2015 terrorist attack on several sites in the Paris area (her brother was a survivor). Wincoer who co-wrote with a pair of screenwriters, always keeps the focus on Mia and the other survivors and their friends and families from that cafe. The terrorists are never clearly seen, nor are the other attacks explicitly spelled out.

Mia is more than merely shell-shocked. Her psychological wounds are more debilitating than her physical ones. Because she passed out, her memory of the event is scattered. The survivors form a support group and they help one another remember - if they choose to. Some want to reconnect, others recoil. Thomas (Benoit Magimel) was a man who's Birthday the cake was for. He is one of the 'lucky ones' in that he has full memory of that fateful night.

Wincoer (who wrote the screenplay for the wonderful Oscar nominated MUSTANG), does a fine job here inviting the viewer to piece together Mia's journey along with the character. The audience is never ahead of the woman, nor does the filmmaker rely on sensational dramatic turns to amp things up. It all unfolds at a placid pace. There are a couple of jolting jump cuts as if to remind one that such shocks could happen to anyone, anytime.

REVOIR PARIS doesn't have a pat ending. Mia and Thomas have their lives impacted, but they are all individuals and what may hold for one, may not for another. All that is certain is uncertainty, but there's also a kind of solace in living in the moment and embracing those around you while one can. REVOIR PARIS is one of the most moving movies of the year.

This movie shows very well what (I imagine) it happens after an event like the one from November 2015 in Paris: life just cannot be the same. Survivors are haunted by what they have experienced and they feel deeply connected to the other people that survived - many of whom feel the urge to revisit the bistro where this took place and make sense of what happened. This experience is so profound, intimate and shifting for someone that this basically creates a new family, of survivors, at the expense of the existing relationships.

The main character finds herself trying to remember what happened, partly because she is being accused of blocking herself in a toilet in the moment of the attack and denying a hiding place for the others, partly because she cannot find shelter in her former relationships (friends, lover) all of which don't seem to understand why she cannot move on.

Among trauma, PTSD (portrayed in a very compelling way) and her struggle to piece things together, we also discover hope and human connection, and this is one of those movies where suspension of disbelief works. At some point I was actually surprised to recognize an actor from other movies, it just didn't occur to me that I was not watching a piece of real life. Leaving cheesiness aside, I highly recommend this one.

When I read a description of this film, I was going to skip it as the topic didn't interest me. Then I thought that it would be nice to see Paris and I could skip through the boring parts. There are so many places where a film like this could have fallen down a rabbit hole and been written off. Like focusing too deeply on those who died or individual grief or revenge or another direction, but it didn't.

It focused on Mia a victim three months after the tragedy, who starts trying to piece that night together. She stumbles across a survivors group and they share information from that night which leads her farther along. This was a much better technique than having Mia sit on a psychiatrist's couch trying to remember and flashback after flashback.

A fine film, not to be missed.