Théo shone with his desperation and Giuseppe with his beauty - no, that's wrong, it's his horniness - and disillusion. I loved even the clever title of the latter - I'm a translator but I can't get the sense properly over in three words but maybe in four, "Jettisoned on the Jetty". The absolute rubies amongst the dross? We Are Dancers and L'Homme Jetée. Really, if you have nothing useful to say or no story to tell, just be quiet and choose another career. The bilge? Memoirs of a Geeza, Dungarees, Clothes and Blow, My Sweet Prince.
I'm afraid that some very good films are going to be dragged down by the utter bilge that most of the films consisted of. The films presented here were very variable in quality, storylines and acting ability.
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