As demeaning as it may be to present French Kissers as a Gallic version of Gregg Mottola's Superbad, the comparison is necessary to show how Riad Sattouf's film differs from Mottola's in its hormone-crazed nostalgia. Like many films forged from the Judd Apatow mold, Superbad assumes that the travails of its dickhead protagonists are at an end once they've fulfilled their dreams of either asking out or scoring with the girl of their wet dreams. French Kissers recognizes the simplicity of that simple logic and veers in another direction. Hervé (Vincent Lacoste), a loveably greasy little loser that beats off to the French equivalent of the Sears catalogue, does eventually make it with Laura (Julie Scheibling). The trouble is he doesn't know what to do with her—or himself, for that matter—once he has. Continue Reading »