L'Amour, l'Argent, l'Amour

Classified as 'experimenta' by the London Film Festival, this follows two feckless young fugitives from the underclass on the road to nowhere obvious. He's an out-of-work labourer with his arm in a cast, she's a happy-go-lucky prostitute, and together they drift through the German lowlands, sometimes roughing it, sometimes selling their services, eventually reaching France and the sea. It's moody and watchable in a languorous sort of way (with doe-eyed soundtrack music from Velvet Underground and Yo La Tengo), but vague and unformulated if you're looking for drama or any sense of import.