I watched this film with a global audience in Cannes. The theater was packed and the two people who walked into the screening ahead of me were already established filmmakers. I was hit by a brilliance of color and a tableau of events moving back and forth in time. Excellent casting, excellent metaphors, excellent camera-work, excellent writing, but the story was not only depressing, the bulls eye, the center of attention, the whole forward motion of the piece, was in the wrong direction. You knew that you were watching a film and you knew the actors were playing their roles and when the end came, the packed house was silent and then after a moment the booing started. Finally after a little thought I joined in. See a much better film on this subject. See "April Showers."