I love Gondry, i love quirky visuals and many of the ideas of this film, but while I managed to stay on for the first part of the film, the aloofness eventually overwhelms the weak characters. Casting Tautou and Duris is a mistake. Omar Sy actually performs better than ever ( the role is perfectly suited to his exuberance) and having Chabat as the TV cook is aether pleasant. All the ideas do not make a good whole.
Vian had always struck me as adolescent drivel, and Gondry made sure this looked every bit like an Amélie sequel. I only took my finger off the stop button when the silly hilarity of the biglemoi kicked in. This is cinema in pure Méliès magic-making vein, and the fact the crane attached to the cloud is in plain sight makes it only more appealing.
Welcome back, Mr. Gondry! We've missed you. I can tell you are revisiting your old, lovely music video aesthetics and putting them to great use! Also, you relate closely to your French entourage, the movie is very Paris, even if a dystopian, psychedelic version of it.
Inventive, yes. But what for? As lost as silly, this film is not made for minimalists. Forget acting, plot, aesthetics - you are invited to an object feast. At the end, those objects don't get the story anywhere, they are just art deco. Not really my kind of cinema.