Something very bittersweet and uncomfortably recognisable about this film. At times made me feel very awkward about some of the realities that comes with three decades of marriage (or any long-term relationship). In the end it all ended well and I (for one) loved the homage tinged ending.
It's so great to see a set up that's full with potential cliche - and then do nothing but avoid cliches throughout the film. The writing/directing/acting here is seamless, reserved and rich. Watching this film made me feel at ease with some of my own disappointments and regrets. That's what art is for. Some of the reviews below actually make me angry, which doesn't often happen.
(un)surprisingly, twenty-something insecurity crisis knows no age. Depends on your point of view, how you see yourself, or simply how is your mood when you watch the film, you could end up hating it really much, or having a laugh and love the film really much. Without being patronizing, the film is about taking a deep breath, and try to seek guts to face your true self.
A romp that manages to pack in laugh-out-loud, painfully human, cringe-worthy, and bittersweet moments of honesty, often in the same scene - if not all rolled into one action. Le Week-End is about keeping up appearances,dissatisfaction and dreaming, wondering if time has been wasted and if there is still time left. There were times of annoyance, but overall I liked the story and honesty of it all.
Hanif Kureishi and Roger Michell reteam for the wonderful tale of a long married couple trying to reconnect in some meaningful way over a weekend in Paris. This is Jesse and Celine in another 30 years. The authenticity in their relationship is striking due to wonderful scripting but also to the knowing turns by Duncan and Broadbent. Goldblum (somewhat playing himself) gives the film a little adrenaline.
Michell directs two momentous performances by Jim Broadbent and Lindsay Duncan with a deliciously idle eye. It’s all about love, it’s all about Paris, it’s all about Godard. But, most importantly, it’s the realization that the rational will never upstage the sentiment.