Frances Price (Michelle Pfeiffer), a socialite, is decamping from Manhattan to Paris to live out her days after her dead husband’s fortune runs out. She cashes out whatever is left and goes with her son (Lucas Hedges) and her cat, who happens to be the embodiment of her long-dead partner.
A rather aimless movie that is dependent on the role of Frances for its momentum. Otherwise, the whole thing is boring and laborious. Pfeiffer is good but that doesn’t make up for a meandering plot — if you can call it that. Disappointing. What is funny is, of course, in the eye of the beholder and there are sure to be those who will find FRENCH EXIT entertaining. I’m not one of them.
(In cinemas in Australia – check your movie guide for your local show times.)