Apparently engaged in a heroic quest to fulfill France’s export quota for genial, nondescript romances all by her lonesome, Audrey Tautou plays a widow taking halting steps toward love in David and Stéphane Foenkinos’s adaptation of the former’s novel. It’s not quite A Very Long Engagement, but the brothers take their time establishing the bond between Tautou and her soon-to-be-deceased husband, as they go from meet-cute to marriage before he’s run down in the street. Tautou mourns, fends off the advances of her boss (Todeschini) and then impulsively plants a wet one on an unsuspecting coworker (Damiens). He’s promptly smitten; she feigns amnesia when he follows up.
From there, Delicacy begins its monotonous forward march toward a familiar Gallic quirk territory with the requisite Amélie-isms, albeit with a mild twist: They’re allocated to Damiens instead of Tautou. As blandly likable as the film itself, the actor’s lumbering, lovelorn Swede walks up the street in a giddy post-kiss haze, approvingly eyed by a string of fantasy women, and asks Tautou to dinner by holding open an invisible door. It’s a rebound-romance movie that’s simplistic but sweet, an uncomplicated cinematic bonbon. It’ll only take a few quick bites, however, before you’ll be ready to move on to something meatier.
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