The previous reviews seem quite thorough except for one thing : no one has noticed this film is actually quite funny and ironic. Maybe is it overshadowed by the French's reputation of making sad movies ? Just think of Lesart's son who childishly wants to kiss his father for sacking him. Besides, he's the exact counterpoint of his father : short, oversensitive and bearing a comical passion for plants. Also consider Lesart's secretary awkwardly trying to make him understand he's been foolish with Françoise, or even his father, overtly grumpy and amazingly rude for such an old man. Most of the characters are on the verge of caricature, of clichés. This adds a fundamentally pleasant sparkle to a movie that otherwise would have been a bit hard on the spectator's feelings.
Review of Je ne suis pas là pour être aimé
