
On the one hand you have Judith Zahn, an arrogant, snobbish, Parisian editor. On the other hand meet Julien Demarsay: an insecure, timid, young bookseller from the East of France who has just written his first autobiographic novel, with what it takes of navel-contemplating and soul-searching. What do they have in common? Nothing much, except that sex will unite them, ambition part them before true love is born between them at last.
Good for date night, a quick watch and a rainy day.
Close in feeling, tone and story.
A different format. A familiar feeling.