A curiosity which is as intriguing as it is irritating.

Odoul clearly has some talent at poetic cinematic expression, and
for a nicely oblique visual sense of humour. A misfit surrogate son
of the main character holds a hosepipe waiting for the water to
arrive, and Odoul's hands it becomes quite a funny moment. There is
a moment when Odoul himself (playing a young producer) improvises an
eccentric, even demented, duet with the protagonist (an old man who
is dying and decides to invite some young actors to perform for him)
which becomes a delicious moment of madly funny mayhem.

The film is full of such odd, incongruous moments - a kind of
carefully structured anarchy. The film's worth watching just for
this surreal mixture of the poetic, the mundane, and the bursts of
lunatic histrionics.

However, the whole never seems to hang together. It's always a
danger with this kind of fragmented and loose structured filmmaking
that it is liable to lose any sense of coherent meaning. Ironically,
you get a sense that Odoul's sheer effort in trying to achieve such
a loose poetically meaningful work that saddles the film with an
irritating sense of pretentiousness.

[IMDB link: http://uk.imdb.com/title/tt0388012/combined ]