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"i have come to annoy you," announces michel bouquet as he barges into philippe noiret's apartment, and this may as well have been mr. blier's promise to the audience. the film, which starts out on a note of buñuelian surrealist farce, quickly becomes a curdled burlesque, in which mr. blier's once-daring sexual politics are shown to have putrefied into a turgid stew of retrograde attitudes, like a nursing-home edition of maxim.
- a. o. scott, "remembering cannes 2003: worst festival ever," the new york times 1 june 2003
posted June 01, 2003 in film