Viens chez moi, j'habite chez une copine
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Time Out saysGuy (Blanc) is temperamentally incapable of going about anything in an honest, straightforward way. Thrown out of his job and his flat, he is taken in by Giraudeau and Liotard, a friendly couple. But he's no liberating spirit like Renoir's Boudu, and the damage starts mounting up. Still, everything sorts itself out in a playful shrug of an ending, and with the balance of Guy's persona, as between the despicable and the sympathetic, tilting decisively towards the latter. The quiet efficiency of the exposition (from a play by Luis Rego and Didier Kaminka) and Guy's self-absorbed loopiness (cf Monsieur Hire, The Hairdresser's Husband) identify the movie as embryonic Leconte.