Two guys are sailing to Villa Mektoub. Daniel is a fan of Georges Moustaki and is going to meet another female fan with whom he chatted on the Internet. Nader has to bring Charles Barnes, the Villa Mektoub's owner and former 70's superstar, to mafiosi in order to save his friend's life. These men decide to swap identities which will bring as you might guess, some difficulties.
Edouard Baer is indeed known in France so for some nonsense humor. A french nonsense humor which means that it's just a lot for words stuck together not making any sense and not being funny (most of the time, just improvisation). I really liked Baer in most films he played in so I thought that maybe his own movies would be slightly different from what he offered on TV.
But no. Akoibon (whatsthepoint in English) begins with 55 minutes of something that looks like a thriller AND like a Eric Rohmer movie. Loose pace, not really funny. And then, here comes the twist. Too bad it's this late in the movie. Anyway, Akoibon doesn't get any funnier and doesn't enter the meta-film making dimension you would find in "Les clefs de bagnole" de Laurent Baffie.
It's really strange that some people are willing to play in this kind of movies (we're talking huge actors as Jean Rochefort or Jeanne Moreau) or even producing it.
I think I fell asleep 6 or 7 times during the whole movie (and I wasn't tired), hoping for a really good idea that would make my efforts worthy. I think that sums up the whole thing.
Edouard Baer is indeed known in France so for some nonsense humor. A french nonsense humor which means that it's just a lot for words stuck together not making any sense and not being funny (most of the time, just improvisation). I really liked Baer in most films he played in so I thought that maybe his own movies would be slightly different from what he offered on TV.
But no. Akoibon (whatsthepoint in English) begins with 55 minutes of something that looks like a thriller AND like a Eric Rohmer movie. Loose pace, not really funny. And then, here comes the twist. Too bad it's this late in the movie. Anyway, Akoibon doesn't get any funnier and doesn't enter the meta-film making dimension you would find in "Les clefs de bagnole" de Laurent Baffie.
It's really strange that some people are willing to play in this kind of movies (we're talking huge actors as Jean Rochefort or Jeanne Moreau) or even producing it.
I think I fell asleep 6 or 7 times during the whole movie (and I wasn't tired), hoping for a really good idea that would make my efforts worthy. I think that sums up the whole thing.
