(Paris: XY)

2001
1h 20min

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Ajouter une intrigue dans votre langueOne morning, Max wakes up and discovers that his wife Helene has left without saying anything, taking with them their two children.One morning, Max wakes up and discovers that his wife Helene has left without saying anything, taking with them their two children.One morning, Max wakes up and discovers that his wife Helene has left without saying anything, taking with them their two children.

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Dullish French inter-racial marriage piece.

With so many superior films about the immigrant communities in France, this marriage break-up piece comes as a disappointment. It seems immaterial that the couple are a black African and a white French woman though we do see the contrasting French Africans, the doctor and the seer.

Best element is the detailed Paris setting, the office of the stressed dress manufacturer partners, the banlieu home of the wife's father where she takes the children when their Xmas trip is called off and the cafe bar where the characters are regulars and Edmondson, the black singer brought in from the streets and become mistress to both the men sings in Marianne Faithful English.

Filmed (or at least transmitted) in desaturated colour with only the highlights toned.

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In (Paris: XY), a film in black and white, the director exposes a relationship of a couple (a "White" and a "Black") with a touch of poetry and a dull violence while sparing us the stereotypes of mixed marriages . Separated therefore from his Y, our hero X (x as unknown variable in algebra), the soul in pain knows its crossing of the desert. In this crossing of Paris (not funny at all) in search of the one that suddenly exists and counts, are revealed to him some truths in the mirror of his own life. among other things, we can not build a "family comfort" by ignoring the partner, while clinging to the bitter delights of his own origins.

(Paris: XY) invites reflection on the hard and pathetic love confrontation of beings who can not escape their own demons. A note of humanity all the same: children are born of these tumultuous loves. And these children (invisible in the film) constitute a link, a relationship to which the viewer clings. And the film becomes less black ... less pessimistic ... all nuances.