La Femme du Vème (The woman in the Fifth)
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Oh, of course: it's a roman numeral, and we're talking arrondissements; that was a puzzler for me until right before the film started.What a delightfully dark, enigmatic, odd piece of work: American writer/English professor (Ethan Hawke, typecast) comes to Paris to reconnect with his 6-year-old daughter after some unspecified Bad Event has cost him his marriage and, apparently, some time in an institution either penal or psychiatric, depending on whose story you believe. His ex-wife is unsympathetic to his plight, but the Romanian-French translator widow of a Hungarian novelist (Kristin Scott Thomas) is not, and neither is the Polish waitress (Joanna Kulig, of whom let's see more, please) at the café/pension whose owner extends him credit but then forces him to participate in a mysterious but clearly sketchy enterprise.
And then things get weird, like Poe via Hitchcock. Or maybe Coover, as it finally seems to be a narrative about narrative, which probably explains why a lot of people on Rotten Tomatoes hate it but I quite liked it.
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