My good friend Tom introduced me to this soft, felt-and-cellophane gem of a movie directed by the french enfant-mirable Michel Gondry (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind). It is a soft-centred but bittersweet exploration of creativity, child-like states, responsibility and the double-edged sword that is the world of dreams. Imagine a Woody Allen Film made by Truffaut drunk on Bailey's Irish Cream and you would be nowhere near. It is intensely french yet has the whimsy of a Belle & Sebastian Album. Indulge and dream.
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