Long overdue in terms of a release in the U.S., this otherwise literary bone-dry romance of French authors George Sand and Alfred de Musset doesn’t come close to sparking their affair or any signs of it.Director Diane Kurys shoots closer for a visual accuracy rather than revealing any of the emotion or passion behind her two re-invented writers. The movie starts off with a keen point of interest — the collected typeface of a book going to press being bound — but unfortunately she cannot imitate the same sense of wonder or historical insights with the protagonists, as their torrid affair vapidly waxes and wanes. And neither the likes of Juliette Binoche or Benoît Magimel can entice much more out of what’s already so cracked and dried up.
With a small role by Ludivine Sagnier.[Not to be bothered with.]