This movie literally paints the end of the life of Auguste Renoir (how subtle...). It is mostly centered around one of his last model, Adèle, which will become the wife of his son Jean (the film maker). The screenplay, the dialogs and the actor direction are miserable. The only thing that could be saved is the picture and the light. I said "could"... if they were not incredibly pretentious. The intention is clearly to bring the public into a live painting of Renoir (a very unoriginal idea). Unfortunately, the image is only "pretty" and "well crafted", but without any life or personality. Were it only up to me, I will have left the theater (It happens only once in my life before, during a screening of "Austin Powers"). My advice: Run away.
Review of Renoir
