In French Exit’s best passages, sadness and curt, resonant comedy exist side by side unceremoniously.
The film is a wannabe French-style infidelity farce that keeps indulging in unnecessary bathos and subplots.
Malta’s tourism industry will likely survive this mirthless rom-com.
Laurent Firode’s romantic comedy only manages to progress from plot point A to B thanks to the witlessness of its unbelievably naïve protagonists.
The film superficially and naïvely underscores the many trials and tribulations of its eponymous racehorse with scenes of American underdevelopment.