This is very odd, the writer decides, so he sets about unraveling Candice's story through all kinds of hijinks, including sneaking into a morgue, stealing the dead woman's diaries, forming an unlikely friendship with an aspiring detective, and butting heads with the stubbornly unhelpful chief of police.
While there are moments of suspense, the movie feels more like a humor piece than a thriller. There are sight gags, including David driving a moped through a snowstorm, and farcical scenarios: Candice's big break was a cheese commercial in which she posed mostly naked, suggesting how a little bite could satisfy someone's every desire.
There is even a dash of the supernatural. In one scene, Candice speaks from beyond the grave, while there is also discussion about how she might have been Marilyn Monroe in a past life.
With crazy hair and a scruffy beard, Rouve isn't the stereotypical leading man, but he's a fun companion on this cryptic journey.
David's observant nature is one of the many quirks that make the movie so engaging; his skill for noticing idiosyncrasies is mirrored in the camera work. Maybe that's what makes this movie such a fleeting pleasure: The little snippets are what writer-director Gérald Hustache-Mathieu does best. But these small diversions detract from the overall mystery, reducing the audience's urge to find out what happened to Candice.
When the process is so agreeable, why would anyone crave the end?
Nobody Else But You **1/2 (out of four stars)
Directed and written by
Gérald Hustache-Mathieu. With Jean-Paul Rouve and Sophie Quinton. In French with English subtitles. Distributed by First Run Features.
Running time: 1 hours, 42 mins.
Parent's guide: No MPAA rating (nudity, sexual situations, profanity)
Playing at: Ritz at the Bourse
