This movie is about a woman who had to raise the son of her own son and his wife, who ran away and left father and son to fend for themselves. The implication is made, but never cleared up, that she was not French. The film is shot on video and often has a the look and feel of a documentary, which hurts it with its story line and continuity. It often introduces topics early in the film only to bring the pay off far later on in the film. Rather than doing this intuitively and intelligently, in a manner that would bring the later moment into a realization that advances the essentially plot points, these payoffs simply appear as either distractions or attempts to wrap up lose threads before the filmmaker ran out of money (since he obviously couldn't run out of film).
The film is not without some elements to recommend it but overall, it is not sufficiently cohesive as a narrative nor original and charming as a story to recommend it, when there are so many more interesting and worthwhile films in the IMDb database, both about the nature of loss and mourning, the rediscovery of close, familial ties, whether natural or created by individuals amongst themselves, or about how gays feel the need to create their own family bonds in place of the natural family which is denied them, for whatever reason.
The film is not without some elements to recommend it but overall, it is not sufficiently cohesive as a narrative nor original and charming as a story to recommend it, when there are so many more interesting and worthwhile films in the IMDb database, both about the nature of loss and mourning, the rediscovery of close, familial ties, whether natural or created by individuals amongst themselves, or about how gays feel the need to create their own family bonds in place of the natural family which is denied them, for whatever reason.