Christophe Honoré’s love is not easy, nor is it conventional. It is dastardly difficult to capture, and even more so to released. In this way, it is refreshingly honest and understated. Les bien-aimés, like many of Honore’s gems before it, stubbornly refuses to be categorised into a particular genre. It is a bit of melodramatic romance, a dash of tongue-in-cheek comedy, and his signature bittersweet melancholy.
