Kirpianuscus the charm of Belmondo. the dialogs. the interesting story who is far to be special, original or extraordinary. an old man. and his search of purpose of his life. a dog. a young woman. and the air of life in a long trip. a film who gives only questions. about the career of a significant French actor who seems be the same with his character. for few scenes who seems be fragments of well known past. for the silences who are the pillars of a film who has only ambition for be a form of eulogy to the memories and the choices for preserve it. one of films who must see. because, in few scenes, the screen becomes window. film about nothing, in fact, it is one of rare occasions to discover the beauty of small things.

Armand not exciting. not extraordinary. only beautiful. for story. for cast. for memories about few great actors, each good in his genre. short, for the meeting, good/noble meeting. and for an exercise about solitude and search of purpose, for the dog and for the good intentions. maybe, the expectations are high for many viewers. but, I admit, not the performance, not the errors of script are important for me. only few scenes who reminds old roles. and a sketch about every day reality . the thin piece of nostalgia and sadness. and the end. or, maybe, only an old Belmondo in a movie who could have as subject himself. in rest, the excellent silence.

richteral Since there seems to be a requirement that the review be at least ten lines long, and since there is absolutely nothing anyone ought to write or say about this film, before I come to the single-word conclusion, which is more than is needed to assess the result of some awful waste of money, time, and even possibly talent in places, although it would be very difficult to ascertain where exactly that talent were to be found if one discounted the obvious life-time merits of M. Belmondo and how great he used to be in earlier times, despite his starring in some fairly mediocre fare as well as in evergreens that shall never perish, I am pressed to exercise some verbosity before coming with the inevitable: Unbearable. And there you have it.

GUENOT PHILIPPE It's a very beautiful film I am going to talk about. Superb but so awful. I felt a real pain inside of me all along the picture.Jean Paul Belmondo gives here a powerful performance. And keep in mind that he had a severe cerebral attack seven years ago. And that prevented him to act anymore. So it's a resurrection for him. And, with no doubt, the most outstanding character of his all carrier. Even if he has many difficulties to talk, because of this accident. He fought hard during those seven years to achieve this titanic work. A real "Tour de Force" for him.When you have seen all his films during 40 years, and you watch this one, you are destroyed in the deep of yourself, wiped out, torn to pieces. But, I repeat, it's a so beautiful film, so poignant.Belmondo plays here an old man who is rejected by his own kind. The human kind. He becomes then a homeless. Awful.His only remaining friend is a dog.During the movie, you can see many french and international actors in cameo appearances. The one between Belmondo and Jean Dujardin - his real successor, his authentic heir in the profession - is absolutely unforgettable, it deserves to be graven in all memories. Because it is the face to face between two legends, two holy monsters of the french movie industry. One who is rising to the top, and one whose this film is probably the last stand. His swan song...So sad. So painful.Thanks, Mr Belmondo for all you have given to us.Thanks.