Louise/Alexandra Lamy goes to Corsica for a weekend, determined to relax and enjoy herself at the expense of a husband who is blatantly cheating on her. She meets a handsome stranger played by Thomas Dutronc and spends an incredible night with him. A night of tearing through the duvets and making the curtain rods tremble. In the morning, she wakes up next to Florent, dead from cardiac arrest. Firefighters, EMS, and police, it’s all systems go.
“Pending the results of the autopsy and the initial investigations, you are requested not to leave the city and to remain available to the investigators,” firmly states the police officer in charge of shedding light on the events of the night. Anton/Jonathan Zaccaï, himself a policeman and above all Florent’s brother, informs Andréa/Miou-Miou, their shared mother. A commanding woman, head of a small Corsican clan, Andréa arrives on the scene and immediately sees Louise as her son’s sweetheart, thus the one destined to be her daughter-in-law. Anton is careful not to contradict his mother’s quick deduction. From now on, Louise and Andréa, prospective daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, are embroiled in a story that becomes the essence of the film.
This misunderstanding is the starting point of the comedy in the purest tradition of boulevard theater; the unfolding and resolution of the affair are quite conventional, but the whole thing holds together well.
Alexandra Lamy continues to give her usual energetic performance, and Miou-Miou, a bit older than before, is still as beautiful as ever. Their presence is very pleasant, especially under the tender gaze of Jonathan Zaccaï.
