We watched plenty of French movies over Christmas. Some better than others.
Le Havre, I thought was lovely. Quirky little story of a shoeshine man whose wife is taken ill, and who helps a young African illegal refugee to stay one step ahead of the police and one step closer to his mother, who lives in London and is waiting for him there.
The colours are all over-exposed and cartoonish, and the characters are two-dimensional, but it's all very sweet.
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