A young female pair of petty thieves are finding it tough to make the rent, so they talk their way into an art gallery where they steal food and a lawyer’s wallet. When they decide to up the ante later in the night and put a gun to an Asian jewellery store owner’s head, things take a turn for the worse and they find themselves chased by the law – with one of them getting caught. It’s then that Cecile (Virginie Ledoyen) decides to go to the very lawyer (Gerard Lanvin) that she robbed earlier and plead for his help in saving her friend.Meanwhile Lanvin’s wife Vivian (Carole Bouquet) isn’t all that happy with him hanging around a gorgeous young Parisian babe, and with good reason it seems. Heck, Vivian has probably watched all the same movies that we all have, so she knows what goes down when a guy in his mid-40’s gets hooked up with a gal in her 20’s who has a figure that would make a nun sweat. Sure enough, it isn’t long before those panties are on the floor and we’re completely forgetting about Cecile’s prison-bound bud.
And then Cecile’s moronic drug dealer boyfriend enters the scene and stirs up trouble, taking the film from a romantic fling to an annoying drag. The passion element of En Plein Coeur is where the film is at its best, exploring the untamed heart of a girl just a step up from street kid level and the old bored middle-aged lawyer who just wants a little fun in life. But like any double-decker bus going 125MPH, eventually it has to slow down. When En Plein Coeur finally does it never gets restarted.The performances are tight and the charms of Ledoyen are not to be denied, but ultimately this is a film you could safely avoid and never feel you’re missing anything that hasn’t been done a thousand times before – a hundred of them in France.