I've yet to see Jacques Gamblin give a bad performance and this is no exception. Gamblin is one of those actors who paint with a king-size palette and range through the spectrum at will often breathing life into cardboard cutout characters. Today he's Gabriel, one of life's losers who shows up out of the blue to make contact with a son he hasn't seen for several years. Long divorced from the son's mother he has clearly been on a downward spiral but now he has pipe-dream plans to open a bar and attempt to better-late-than-never bonding with Marco, the son who's suddenly flavour of the month.
Almost inevitably he runs into fiscal problems and begins to think in terms of caper, natch, which equally inevitably involve Marco with predictable consequences. It's possible that the hybrid element of the script will attract criticism unless, like me, you find it tends to strengthen the central father-son conflict. A fine effort.
Almost inevitably he runs into fiscal problems and begins to think in terms of caper, natch, which equally inevitably involve Marco with predictable consequences. It's possible that the hybrid element of the script will attract criticism unless, like me, you find it tends to strengthen the central father-son conflict. A fine effort.
