Imagine poor Jacques-Alain Marty, one of the most powerful men in France, the head of a conglomerate involved in high finances. The mogul, who owns an empire of companies and employees, has a problem: a speech impediment that makes him stutter when speaking in public, or to his board. Nobody can make a thing of what he is talking about. The speaking problem makes Jacques-Alain perspire profusely. His body odor is offensive to anyone coming in contact with the powerful man.
Referred to a psychiatrist, Jacques-Alain is told he must find an antidote to his problem by reflecting on his childhood. A trauma must be causing his malady. During an annual report, Jacques-Alain discovers the presence of Andre Morin, a man who likes to play the market, going to all the presentations from the companies where he is a shareholder. Marty discovers Andre seems to be a natural antidote to his problem.
That is the basic premise for this film directed by Vincent De Brus, a comedy about the world of high finances and the juxtaposition of two men from different worlds. The film is only mildly funny because the screenplay written by Jacques and Eric Besnard, and Arnaud Lemont does not go anywhere. The contrast between the men, one from a moneyed world, and a factory worker who loves to deal in the market, does not have the punch one expected.
Christian Clavier makes an impression with his Jacques-Alain Marty, the man suffering from stuttering and body odor. The late Jacques Villeret's Andre Morin is not as funny in the finished product, as it might have suggested the written page. M. Villeret, who died so young was a good comedian and one cannot imagine what went on during shooting, but he is a sad loss for the French cinema. His last film does not do justice to his comedic talents.
Referred to a psychiatrist, Jacques-Alain is told he must find an antidote to his problem by reflecting on his childhood. A trauma must be causing his malady. During an annual report, Jacques-Alain discovers the presence of Andre Morin, a man who likes to play the market, going to all the presentations from the companies where he is a shareholder. Marty discovers Andre seems to be a natural antidote to his problem.
That is the basic premise for this film directed by Vincent De Brus, a comedy about the world of high finances and the juxtaposition of two men from different worlds. The film is only mildly funny because the screenplay written by Jacques and Eric Besnard, and Arnaud Lemont does not go anywhere. The contrast between the men, one from a moneyed world, and a factory worker who loves to deal in the market, does not have the punch one expected.
Christian Clavier makes an impression with his Jacques-Alain Marty, the man suffering from stuttering and body odor. The late Jacques Villeret's Andre Morin is not as funny in the finished product, as it might have suggested the written page. M. Villeret, who died so young was a good comedian and one cannot imagine what went on during shooting, but he is a sad loss for the French cinema. His last film does not do justice to his comedic talents.
