Patrick is about to go on a journey. He doesn’t know where, but he knows it will be soon, and he will be away for a very long time, possibly forever.
Everything he does is in preparation for the journey, which is his life – more than his actual life is anyway.
He is all prepared – he has saved all of his money, he has collected every travel brochure and read every magazine, he has bought his bright red suitcase, he has the outfits, he has been vaccinated against every animal and disease that has ever existed and learned every phrase he could ever need, he has avoided gathering worldly possessions, rents only a modest apartment and avoids serious relationships so as to dodge any complicated ties with home.
But for one reason or another, Patrick’s journey is delayed.. and delayed… and delayed. While everyone around him is coming and going, all Patrick can do is prepare, but how much preparation can one man do?
While he’s waiting to leave, he meets a charming (but married) waitress in a Chinese restaurant, a young traveller in the casino where he works, and a drunk and recently separated party animal in the flat upstairs.
We will the quiet, modest Patrick to escape from the moment we meet him, in his tiny, obsessively ordered world, but enjoy his thwarted attempts – thwarted only by himself – at the same time.
The look and feel perfectly reflects Patrick’s state of mind – his world is tiny, perfectly ordered and spartan – the everyday ÃÂ strangers who venture into it appear to mess it up with their relative sloppiness and noisy, chaotic living.
It’s a funny, frustrating and brilliant film, and one I’d urge you to see, particularly if you’re a procrastinator.
The trailer is only online in French, but you get the idea: