This is the kind of movie that the Producers clearly hope you will return to a second or even a third time in order to try to figure out what the hell is going on. There are those who will be reminded of Buffet Froid and/or Comedy Of Innocence though compared to this entry both of those were clarity itself. As always Kristin Scott-Thomas is a major selling point and though it has to be said that she doesn't disappoint neither does she do much to clarify matters, least of all, does she actually exist or is she a figment of the protagonist's - who is, after all, a writer - imagination. Paris is rendered as downbeat as possible in grays and blues and the nightmare, Kafkaesque setting serves the film well. Not for everyone.