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Pierre GodeauDrehbuch:
Guillaume LaurantKamera:
Claire MathonMusik:
Javier NavarreteBesetzung:
Benoît Poelvoorde, Suzanne Clément, Edouard Baer, Grégory Gadebois, Ilona Bachelier, Vincent Desagnat, Marilou Aussilloux, Léo DussollierInhalte(1)
If anyone knows anything about bikes, it’s Raoul Taburin, official bicycle dealer of Saint Céron, a lovely village in the South of France. But Raoul has a terrible secret: he has never been able to keep his balance on a bike without using stabilisers. His childhood and teenage years were spent trying to overcome his flaw - in vain. All attempts to tell his secret have also failed. Nobody believes him. When photographer Hervé Figougne moves to Saint Céron, the two men become fast friends. And when Figougne offers to photograph Raoul riding a racing bike along a mountain precipice, the moment of truth has arrived. He does all he can to avoid the photo shoot. But everything goes against him and he finally has to accept his destiny. “At least”, he thinks, “people will have to believe me”. But for Raoul Taburin, things are never that simple… (Wild Bunch Distribution)
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Raoul Taburin strotzt nur so vor Absurdität - sowohl in der Handlung als auch in den Figuren -, was ihm nicht immer ganz gelingt. Mit der Besetzung war ich recht zufrieden - Benoît Poelvoorde und sein kunstvolles Grinsen sind ein Kapitel für sich, Suzanne Clément mochte ich schon in Dolans Mami! und Edouard Baer traf "Brutus" endlich auf der Leinwand, nachdem er in Asterix gescheitert war, und ihr Zusammenspiel war manchmal wirklich lustig. Schon das Thema des Films ist so "amelianisch", dass er, auch wenn er von geringerer Qualität ist, immer noch ein Lächeln auf die Lippen zaubert. Vielleicht habe ich von diesem Film etwas mehr erwartet, aber ich bereue es nicht, ihn gesehen zu haben. Es lohnt sich allein schon wegen der schönen Außenaufnahmen der französischen Landschaft und der eingängigen Musik!
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Such a horribly badly made labor of love that it looks like a "sweding" of Jan Svěrák's late work. The artificiality and emptiness of the setting at times is unintentionally evocative of certain surreal nightmares or older low-budget video games.
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Even if I didn't know that Jean-Jacques Sempé was the author and that the film was shot in English, I would still immediately localize the story in the French countryside. From every shot, you can feel the atmosphere of the French south, small towns in Provence, or the neighborhood, where pieces of history can be sensed from the stone houses and the locals' laid-back attitude. In some ways, the film reminds me of Pascal Campion's drawings. Raoul Taburin is a likable film during which you probably won't burst out laughing, but a light smile will be sure to remain on your face. It is a small, pleasant film that will evoke a positive mood. Overall impression: 75%.
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