[critical] Switch

July 2010, Montreal, Canada. Sophie Malaterre, 25 years old, fashion illustrator, sees the arrival of the summer holidays with anguish. No projects, no friends, no boyfriend… she was told about the site SWITCH.com that allows you to exchange his house to the time of one month. Sophie finds, by a miracle, a duplex in Paris overlooking the Eiffel Tower. Her first day is idyllic. The next morning, she is woken up by the cops. A decapitated body is in the next room. She no longer has any way to prove that she is not Bénédicte Serteaux, the owner of the premises. The trap closes on it… It has not only changed apartment. She changed her skin, and destiny…

Author’s Note

[rating:3/10]

• Release Date : 6 July 2011

• Directed by Frédéric Schoendoerffer

• Film French

• With Karine Vanasse, Eric Cantona, Mehdi Nebbou

• Duration : 1h 40min

• Original title : Switch

• Trailer :

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Two years after his consecration with the realization of Braquo together with Olivier Marchal, Frédéric Schoendoerffer returned with the Switch, a polar to the French everything that he has more common with this setup as big as a house.

So yes the scenario is conventional and phoned miles but there where some directors (one thinks in particular of Mathieu Kassovitz and Nicolas Boukhrief) would have very well brought out, Frédéric Schoendoerffer dives head down in a banal, almost soporific which would have had because of our patience if some of the sequences quite well, rhythmic strokes were not there for us to go out in the space of a few seconds of this sleep-slow but inevitable.

In reality, what bothers the most with the Switch it is this terrible feeling of having seen and reviewed dozens of times. The director never gets to get off the beaten track and this is certainly not the staging is choppy or mollassonne, or the casting away to be credible (special mention for Eric Cantona, while grimace and forced grunts prehistoric) that will come to erase this idea of the head.

Follows a polar French low-end linearity flawless too sweetened and colored to provide us with our dose of adrenaline daily. A plot darker, a realization more nervous and a casting more close to reality would probably have allowed for a whole other show.