This is one of the last Film festival shows I got to see, and I must admit to nodding off a bit. A subtitled French film often has the ability in a warm theatre, to do that to me. Also I think I was lulled to sleep by the incessant chewing of the older woman next to me, who took 45 minutes to eat her ice cream cone.
So we get to meet Jeanne frolicking in the sun at her French chateau with her Mama and Papa dreaming of a handsome Beau. Things are good, then they go bad and then they get worse .
I would have liked it more if there were a higher ratio of happy scenes to ones that made you depressed, but maybe I slept through those. Also it looked like my uncle had filmed it in 1982 on his video camera that weighed 20kg - then showed it on our 70s tv, I am sure it was some arty sort of cinematography that the hipsters would know. 2.5/5