This Movie Can Only Be Described With One Word.

Lack of good storyline.

It was OK. I don't see why everyone loves it so much. It wasn't very smart or deep or well-directed.

There's a more than satisfactory amount of boom-boom in the movie's trim running time.

In many ways, 'Les Galettes de Pont-Aven' remains faithful to 1970s, the time of its making when people did not have to worry much to lead a carefree life. Those viewers who are familiar with arts and the world of painters would not take much time to associate famous French painter Paul Gauguin with Pont-Aven. He shares a lot of similarities with Henri Serin, an ordinary man's character played brilliantly by French actor Jean-Pierre Marielle who also started to paint somewhat late in his life. By directing 'Cookies', Joël Séria has put himself in the same league as Jean Renoir who was able to direct films about ordinary men who emerged as heroes. The entire film is based on the notion of respect bordering on appreciation and recognition which an ordinary man is seeking. He finds it after being part of different adventurous experiences. In the history of French cinema, 'Les Galettes de Pont-Aven' has achieved the status of a cult film. It was made in 1975 but continues to remain very relevant even in the modern times. It is recommended for those viewers who would like to explore some hidden gems of French cinema.

Henri Serin (Jean-Pierre Marielle), married with two kids and on the road all week seeking orders for umbrellas, is stuck in Brittany after a collision with a wild boar, an irruption of untamed nature into his dull life. While his car is being repaired, he starts reverting to the man he wishes he had been, dedicated to painting, drinking and enjoyment of the female body. The latter, women being what they are, is never simple and we see some amusing encounters: a jolly but married shop owner (Andréa Ferréol), a Canadian nude model (Dolores MacDonough), a surly prostitute in Breton national costume (Dominique Lavanant) and, finally, a sweet hotel maid half his age and half his height (Jeanne Goupil) who runs off with him. So it ends as fantasy, that happiness is running a beach stall with the girl you love.On the way we meet a lot of colourful people in picturesque settings, hear a lot of very rude French (plus some unintelligible Breton), and see a lot of human skin and hair. In fact, profanity, nudity and sexual activity abound, though not as outrageously as in « Les Valseuses » from the previous year or « Calmos », which starred Marielle the following year. All in all, a pleasant exploration of the male menopause.PS The version I saw had hilariously inapposite English subtitles, looking as if they had been created by someone who knew neither language, perhaps a Korean computer program?

"Mais Ne nous Délivrez pas Du Mal" (1971) was a cannon ball in the landscape of French cinema. Its director Joël Séria staked out a position of shocking director who didn't shrink from bad taste. The 1971 film was a work whose prevailing mood was evil. "Les Galettes De Pont-Aven" is openly dissimilar to the 1971 film. The general estimation might even deem it as its polar opposite insofar it is an invitation to the pleasures of senses and a hymn to life that Séria offers us as well as a glorification of the female body.The master plan isn't apparently that much fresh. Henri Serin (Jean-Pierre Marielle) is a mediocre umbrella salesman with a dreary life. His wife and children who scorn him (Séria shoots in a low-key manner, two sequences that tell a lot about the way she considers her husband. As for the children, one don't see them). Fortunately, this mediocre, humdrum life is compensated by two passions: painting and sex. During a trip in Brittany, he makes the acquaintance of an offbeat couple Emile (Bernard Fresson) and Angela (Dolores McDonough) who galvanize him to bloom himself thanks to his gift for painting and his strong taste for sex. After he fled with this superb Canadian young woman, his perception of life improves.The itinerary of a man who is weary of a mundane daily life at the beginning of a film and who is exploding with bliss in the end has been used many times before or since. But Séria's effort conveys a communicative bracing jollity which makes the viewer leave with a big smile on his face at the end of the film. A search for happiness and the basic pleasures of life embodied by an original cinematography which seems to give a major part of the shots the aspect of small paintings. Séria's stylish directing and writing are important enough to stop the film to become too crass and he often falls back on the suggested, a good weapon to make less wild improper moments. And there's Brittany as the backdrop of Henri's adventures where joy of living reigns. His road is scattered with colorful meetings. Claude Piéplu makes a (much too short) appearance as a bard whose household seems stormy. Women help Henri to fully live his passion for painting and sex. Of all them, coy Marie (Jeanne Goupil) is perhaps the most positive one because she showcases a heartfelt, pure sensitiveness to both Henri and the viewer. Maybe, her and Henri are going to live forever.The name of the hero Serin means serene in French. That's what Henri tries to be during his stay in Brittany.

This original sexual comedy by the director Joël Séria, who also made the popular TV-series "Nestor Burma", is full of unexpected situations between a man and women. A salesman of umbrellas, Henri Serin (a magnificent Jean-Pierre Marielle), is having sex with all the women of which he paints a portrait and which he encounters during his travels. While one is cooking in her kitchen, he is painting. Once he is invited but immediately expelled when he wants to unfold her traditional ribbon. Henri Serin falls for a very young woman which he can seduce while making a portrait of her. His only friend is a modernist priest (Romain Bouteille) who likes to talk with him in the local bar. Henri Serin does not think of tomorrow and lives "la vie d'artiste". Life is beautiful and sex is life.