L’homme qui voulait vivre sa vie literally translates into ‘a man who wanted to live his life’.
I love Romain Duris and I love Catherine Deneuve unconditionally.
This film however I do not love. Where do I begin… It starts off as a typical overdialogued French cinema, which I adore. Until the first turning point the film flows greatly. Then soumething happens to both the plot and the pace of the film. What firstly was a credible and realistic middle class drama suddenly turns into an-on-the-verge-of-horror movie (sic!). What follows is more and more absurd and, what is probably the worst about the whole film, not in accordance with the rules of the created world. Certain rules get broken and the audience cannot identify with the hero any more. The film then goes on and on onto the second turning point which is followed by another sequence of disbodied events leading to an unexplained ending. It’s too long and not everything is obvious/said/shown in a clumsy way that is not an advantage adding value to the intellectual message. It seems the main idea was to convey something which did not get through from the pages of the script to the screen. A big disappointing failure of a film despite Romain Duris’s vast talent. Not even him could save this film.