few admirable scenes. good acting. pieces of a story about a form of fight against life. an exercise by Xavier Beauvois not to convince but to give a sort of testimony about empty life. and the result is not bad. maybe,in some scenes, forced. a film about purpose, honest in its good intentions, cruel in a classic manner , cry from a long tradition, using the classical French cinema clichés but interesting for its beautiful moments. far to be great, it is body for delicate, precise images and that is its basic virtue. so, a good work, touching, cold, in same measure, not coherent at all but the kind of show who remains as few crumbs of memories.