Remove the subtitles, and it's one of Cameron Crowe's head-in-the-clouds dramas, as scripted by M Night Shyamalan: an insultingly arbitrary reveal, preceded by vast, wailing washes of Pink Floyd and Sigur Rós. A very vanilla sky, this.
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Postdivorce reconciliation tales - not to mention mother-whore disquisitions - don't get more elaborate than this.
Cafe de Flore constantly hovers on the brink on some revelation it never quite arrives at.
Miami Herald by Rene Rodriguez
This is a gorgeous, flashy, widescreen epic, like "Boogie Nights" or "Casino," about the most essential things in life: Family, friends and love. But most of all, love.
The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by Rick Groen
The film commands our attention again as more connections emerge -- not enough to fully solve the mystery, but sufficient to convince us that Café de Flore amounts to more than the triumph of style over substance.
Slant Magazine by Steve Macfarlane
It's a pretty tired proposition to complain about movies being manipulative, but Café de Flore sets the bar especially low.
Beneath the surface panache lies an overlong, emotionally shallow study of so-called 'twin flames', possible reincarnation and learning to let go of love.