Swerving from Bond villainy to burlesque for a likeable, loosely plotted dramedy, Mathieu Amalric directs himself as a struggling ex-TV producer leading a troupe of dancers on a French coastal tour.
While they get up to saucy mischief, he assesses his equally broken career and family.
The two-pronged result is winningly played: Amalric is charmingly raffish and the real-life performers are brassily naturalistic.
But Amalric doesn’t tease out emotional ties between the narrative threads, which scuppers the faux-redemptive finale and results in a film of merely incidental pleasures.
