After an opening that had me literally gobsmacked the film plummets into an almost intolerable audible experience due to Romain Duris' inability to enunciate in the English language. It’s not his native tongue, so maybe the blame ought to lie more with the casting director. Nevertheless, the thick French accent meant I couldn't understand a damn thing he said. (If the situation was reversed he'd probably, rightfully say the same about me.)
Malkovich is good as a quiet, confident doctor with an unusual ability.
Had the film been made either entirely in French, or with a lead that could speak clearly, it could've been much better than it currently is.
2½ white lights out of 5
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