Cult Review
Senior Film Conservator

Honestly? Maybe. If you like really old, stage-y French comedies from the 30s, you’ll probably get a kick out of this. If you need pacing that feels faster than a snail crawling uphill, you will absolutely hate it. It's a relic, plain and simple. 🎞️
The whole premise is basically one big dare. Someone decides to stop lying, and suddenly everyone around them is having a massive meltdown. You know, the classic 'truth serum' trope before it was even a thing.
There's this one scene where a background character is just standing near a coat rack for way too long. I swear, the actor didn't know what to do with his hands. He just keeps adjusting his tie and looking at the door, hoping someone will give him a line to say. It’s the most interesting part of the scene, honestly.
The dialogue moves so fast sometimes I felt like I was losing my place in the subtitles. Saint-Granier is all over this thing—writing, directing, acting. You can tell he’s trying to keep the energy up, but man, it feels stiff in parts. It reminds me a bit of the frantic energy in The Marriage Speculation, but without the same kind of bite.
Is it funny? Sometimes. Usually because people look so genuinely annoyed by the main character’s honesty. It’s like watching a train wreck where everyone is being super polite about the disaster.
It’s not as sharp as No Parking, that’s for sure. It feels like a stage play that someone just happened to put a camera in front of. Sometimes that works, but here? It’s just okay. It just sort of ends, too. No big fireworks, no massive realization. Just people standing around, tired of being honest, probably wanting a drink. I felt that.