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Walk the Walk chronicles the wear and tear of a family unit consumed by time, its implosion, the separation of its three members (athlete Abel, microbiology researcher Nellie and their daughter, classical singer Raye), the departure of two of them (Raye, then Abel) to an ill-defined elsewhere (several European countries for Raye, the Ukraine for Abel). A basic material which, well handled, could have made a good film. Which is not the case. Its slowness, its pseudo profound pompous earnestness, its constantly depressing quality, together with its collection of off-putting winter views on grainy film make Robert Kramer's film painful to watch. Jacques Martial's silences aren't eloquent, Betsabée Haas's smiles are cheesy, Laure Duthilleul's tears embarrassing. It's not their fault, but that of a pretentious director who confuses sulkiness with reflection, inspired airs with inspiration.

Only Barre Phillips' music stands out. It's as depressed as the film, but with style!