This is such an individual, unique film, it’s difficult to know how to describe it.
There isn’t a story as such, but rather a series of ‘appointments’, mostly staged, featuring Denis Lavant in numerous guises, from beggar to motion capture artist, family man to total weirdo.
There’s no rhyme nor reason to any of it – we don’t know who he really is, where he comes from, or why he does any of the things he does.
Denis Lavant is genius, almost unrecognisable from one scenario to another, and although the only sure thing is the timeline (the action takes place in one day, from dawn until dusk), he is the presence which links each encounter, albeit as a different persona each time.
It’s funny and sad, disturbing and confusing, and altogether like nothing I’ve ever seen before.