Subject: the looting by Nazi occupiers of art owned by Jewish families during the war. and the subsequent misappropriation of some of this art after the war.
The movie falls apart spectacularly after a few minutes. Anna Sigalevitch can act and has screen presence, but, she is in almost every scene and becomes tiresome after a while. We are even regaled (for no plausible reason) with prolonged samples of her singing and disco dancing. Her acting is frantic and overblown; true, her lines do her no favor.
Plot holes make their appearance early, increase in size and finally swallow the movie whole; at the same time the script is pretty predictable. The protagonist is faced by a vast conspiracy directed by her ancient great-uncle, played by Michel Bouquet. He has done good work in many other movies, but here engages another ancient played by Robert Hirsch in a contest of over-the-top acting.
The final insult: a character which we see as a young man in grainy old movies (in color?) reappears more that half a century later played by the same actor in the same garb and is greeted by the heroin shouting "Nazis age well, Klaus!" There must some hidden meaning here but if so it totally escaped me.
Well, something has to be right. Francois Berléand plays a late-middle-age crotchety character with authority and the reliable Louis-Do de Lencquesaing demonstrates that acting doesn't have to be frenetic. Otherwise, the movie is a complete miss.
