Ma Femme est une Actrice (My Wife is an Actress) (2002)

Rating: * * (Out of 5)

Charlotte Gainsbourg is not pretty, at least not in the conventional sense, but she is very attractive. I am not sure why. Maybe it is the way she carries herself. Nonetheless, she is very attractive.

Unfortunately, apart from Ms. Gainsbourg, there isn't much I liked about the film. While the husband's jealousy is understandable and sometimes even identifiable, it seems strange that it would occur all of a sudden. Hasn't he thought about that before they got married? That is not even considering the impluasibility of someone like her marrying someone like him in the first place. The secondary storyline of the sister and the brother-in-law is annoying and unnecessary.

There are some attempts at humour, but they often fall flat, as I can't even recall a single funny moment. It would be better if writer/director/star Yvan Attal actually makes it a drama instead of a comedy wannabe drama. He puts his character in a sympathetic position, but he is not a likable character, which could be a result of the uneven tone of the film. The "happy ending" ruins whatever emotional impact generated in the much too long 93mins of the film.

My pick of the Netflix comment: "Hilarious! Yvan Attal ("Not 'Yvonne' he tells Terence Stamp with contempt but 'Y-VAAAHN' with you mouth OPEN) is hysterical, as neurotic as Woody Allen but not as whiney. And gorgeous to look at. What's best is that it's a true-life look into the sweetness and exasperations of Attal's marriage to Charlotte. There is a hilarious all-nude scene, among many others. The dvd has a great, funny "Making-Of" featuretter, plus a great, funny director's commentary. Just a joy of a movie."