CRITIQUE – Gilles Bourdos’s film manages the feat of filming Vincent Lindon for an hour and a quarter at the wheel of his car without ever boring us. The actor plays a role that’s just right for him: that of a man who has succeeded in everything and who lets go after a phone call.
Roll it! We can imagine that first day, director Gilles Bourdos threw out the fateful word. It should be taken literally here. For an hour and a quarter, Vincent Lindon (who plays Joseph) never leaves his car. One phone call, and his life is turned upside down. In the blink of an eye, this site manager abandons his job. He takes off his helmet and drives off to Paris. But now was not the time. The next morning, at 5:25 a.m., the world’s largest concrete pour of the decade, tons and tons. A hundred trucks are expected.
On the freeway, traffic flows smoothly (sometimes, the critic is forced to set up at the Rosny-sous-Bois HQ). Joseph makes a funny face. The news has hit him hard. He hadn’t expected it. Headlights and neon lights splash against the windshield. The phone keeps ringing. The bill could be expensive. What’s he doing, racing through the night? His sons wanted to see…
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