This is a simple, charming film, a sort of comedy, but perhaps more to the point a sort of slice of an artist's life. Nothing special happens, but it holds your interest, as you watch a painter as he paints some paintings -- which you don't see until the end of this sort film -- and you see people who speak to him as he works. The artist Joël Brisse is the painter in the film (his paintings are on display at the end). You rarely come across a film so unpretentious about an artist's working day; there are no grand moments of tortured genius. But this is more to the artist's life: work, a sort of solitude, concentration, observation, creation. I find myself drawn into it whenever I look at it (I've saved it to my DVR).
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