In French. 90 minutes, the perfect length. A couple of French artists, a young Elvis Costello-ish guy and 88-year-old Agnes Varda, travel around the countryside pasting giant photos of the common people they meet on buildings, bunkers, containers. It's sort of charming, "delightful," but I wondered who was underwriting the whole thing, probably the French taxpayer.
Oddly there wasn't a black or brown face to be seen anywhere ... maybe the French countryside is still "pure." But it's a sweet little movie, a feel-good film, which would appeal to the capital A.R.T. crowd. The general audience wouldn't be interested in this, or "get it." Yellow rating.