Look at Me

I went to this movie by myself yesterday. Often when I choose to go to movies that aren't chickflicks without Ian they turn out to be tedious. Look Both Ways on Saturday night was an exciting exception to this rule. Look At Me was the rule making a comeback with a vengeance.It was French movie-making at its "let's not let the lack of a riveting plot get in our way" worst. It was populated with grumpy self-obsessed men and women with low self-esteem who are all irritating in the extreme. The film festival programme review has words like "wonderful" and "absolutely riveting" which should have made me suspicious.

Anne's rating 1/5.