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?

This is a visually stunning road movie. An actor and a composer commence a trip across America, unplanned and on the whim. Interesting dynamic between the two leads, both very successful and confident in their own skins, they finally both meet their match and a romance starts. As with the genre of the road movie eventually it falls apart and both return to their respective realities.

Full of comedy that works, for example the scene where they are pulled over by the police. Even the flights of fancy, when Belmondo becomes an Indian, work very well. Some very interesting reminders of what was acceptable back in the late 60's (the scene in the vegas casino).

Lelouch has been targeted by the critics notably in France. It's unexplainable for me. There are those among the French critics who are extra hard on their own directors and Lelouch having an unmistakable style which often defies the school of thought and also having a career over 40 years is obviously an easy target.

Claude Lelouch has made documentaries: "Loin du Vietnam" was a short in a film made up of sequences by different directors including Agnès Varda;"13 jours en France" was a reporton the Olympic Games of Grenoble 1968 "filmed with virtuosity but without feeling "(Claude Bouliq Mercier).

"Un homme qui me plait" ,although it has a plot -a love affair between two married people (with two generally nice actors:Belmondo and Annie Girardot)who both work on a film and who combine business with pleasure - does not amount to much.I've got the impression that Lelouch was more interested in the U.S.A. than in his tepid trite story.

Belmondo tells it all in one of his lines:"Why make such a film? Rich people in beautiful cars staying in luxury hotels ,who cares?"Pretty smart on his part!

Beautifully-filmed though extremely slight movie about a soundtrack composer (played by Jean-Paul Belmondo) and his love affair with an attractive actress (Annie Girardot) who is already married. Esteemed French director Claude Lelouch always seems to know just where to put his roving camera. Coming up with several amazing set-pieces and artistically delicious shots, the filmmaker tantalizes the viewer with eye candy, however his flights-of-fancy in general are rather juvenile--they dilute what's happening in the "real world". Another handicap is the screenplay, with central characters who aren't terribly interesting. Still, what a treat to find young Farrah Fawcett in the cast (as a foxy blonde starlet). Filmed in both French and English, with fascinating location work all over the American Southwest. ** from ****

OK, let's get this out of the way - it's dubbed in English and the dubbing is awful - they even dubbed the Americans like Farah Fawcett! Lol, preposterous ...

But, getting past that, the film is quite engaging - the narrative does some nifty intriguing switcheroos in a "play within a play" sort of way that makes you have to pay attention just when you think you've got the story line nailed down - so that's fun.

But the real fun is an iconic - on film, not video - romp across the USA from LA to NY via the Grand Canyon and The Big Easy. Some absolutely fabulous scenes which I won't spoil but you'll know them when you see them.

So, all in all, it's a 1960's era French director filming in America without being burdonsomely snide, which is quite the filmic cocktail in and of itself.

Enjoy!