Let's Make a Dream: A messy, talky, and weirdly funny night in

Is this for you?

If you have the patience for a movie that spends 90 minutes just talking in a single room, you might actually like Let's Make a Dream. It’s got that specific, stagey energy that feels like a play recorded on a shoestring budget. If you need explosions or big, sweeping vistas to stay awake, skip it. You will hate it. Honestly, you'll probably be bored out of your mind.

The whole thing hinges on this incredibly awkward confession. The husband comes home, totally wiped out, and just starts blabbing to the guy on his sofa. The realization that he's talking to his wife's side-piece is… well, it’s a classic, if slightly dated, bit of farce. It reminds me a bit of the frantic energy in Servants' Entrance, though way less concerned with class and way more concerned with pure, unadulterated horniness.

The vibe is... very French

The dialogue is so fast I missed half the jokes, but the tone is what keeps you hooked. There’s a scene where they’re just pacing around, and the camera barely moves. It feels like the director, Sacha Guitry, didn't care about making it look like a 'real' movie. He just wanted to trap these people in a room and watch them squirm. It’s kind of brilliant in how cheap it feels.

There are moments where the actors look like they’re struggling to keep a straight face. Or maybe they’re just tired. Raimu is doing a lot of the heavy lifting here, and his expressions are just priceless. He has this way of looking at the camera that feels like he’s judging the audience for watching this disaster unfold.

Some of the supporting cast are barely there, really. They just pop in to add more chaos to the pile. I kept thinking about how much more 'stiff' old films usually feel, but this one has a weird, loose rhythm. It’s not polished, it’s definitely not perfect, and I think that’s why I didn't turn it off after twenty minutes.

Why watch it today?

It’s a reminder that you don’t need a massive set or a million extras to make a story stick. Sometimes just putting two guys in a room and letting them lie to each other is enough. It’s not quite as cynical as The Love of Jeanne Ney, but it has its own sharp edges.

Also, the ending. I won't spoil it, but it’s exactly the kind of messy, non-conclusion that I love in these old comedies. It just stops. No tidy resolution, no moral lesson. Just a bunch of people who are still probably going to cheat on each other by next Tuesday. 🤷‍♂️

• The lighting is mostly 'bright and flat.'
• The dialogue is 90% of the runtime.
• Raimu is basically carrying the whole film on his back.
• Definitely don't watch this if you're looking for a serious romance.