Starts OK. Typical french movie: food, family, smokes, party, unfaithfulness. Then he goes to South Korea. The second act - in the airport - is absurdly long, almost unbearable. Is it supposed to be funny, smart, an artsy statement of sorts? I don't know. Then his kids visit him, and it is long, painfully long. They eat, walk, talk, I could not care less, nothing happens! I stopped the movie 10 minutes before the end, I went to sleep. The only thing I liked was the disillusionment of his love interest: that was realistic.
