This is the first film directed and starring Pierre Étaix. It's a very simple film--one that is practically a silent one as well--apart from a few very tiny bits of dialog, sound effects and incidental music. It begins with a man gathering his mail and going up to his apartment. He's excited because he's received a letter from his sweetheart. However, instead of filling him with joy, the letter turns out to be a 'Dear John' letter--informing him the relationship is finished. In response, he plans on sending her a nicely worded letter as well as her ripped up photo--yet, oddly, stupid little things keep happening that prevent him to completing this task. It's all very reminiscent in style to a Chaplin film--just made decades later. Not brilliant but quite enjoyable. Even if you don't like it, it's only 11 minutes of your life if you see it.