Whatever has to run away༒ with the gong for Most Downright Miserable Film Of The Year. Our Hero (Philippe Harel) is a computer programmer who slowly, but surely, is opting out of🙈 life. Initially there's hope that something will halt his breakdown and mute his sexual frustration-shaped philosophisings. But no...

A business trip with good-natured loser Tisserand (Jose Garcia) gives Our Hero someone to drag down with him. In one particularly unwelcome scene he even encourages Tisserand to cut up the women he's failed💖 to woo. With such an attitude, it's a wonder the film was passed by the BBFC.

By the end it comes across as something of a Gallic In The Company Of Men; but unlike Nei♛l LaBute's film, the humour soon withers. And yet you keeping watching, choking on Our Hero's disconcertingly perceptive dissections of society. A grimly compelling piece of Camus-esque mꦉisery-drama.