It is natural for us Germans to envy our French neighbors for their style, for their "Savoir-vivre" and for their cinema. However, this is one of the French films that remind me why I like being German. Although I admire French cinema (my list of favorites contains much more French than German films) and although I really liked the US-produced "Pretty Baby" of the same director, "Le Soufflé au coeur" was annoying and made me angry. With its "C'est-la-vie"-attitude it seems to say that life (and love) is a game, and nothing really matters, not even sleeping with your mother. I don't believe that's true. You may make a film that lets you laugh about life and the foolish things that people do. But ultimately life is a serious matter. An artist denying that fact is a liar. That's why I don't like this film.
Review of Murmur of the Heart
