Dan Levy, the son of Eugene and co-creator of TV comedy Schitt’s Creek, has made an agonisingly well-intentioned and indulgent feature debut with a bittersweet relationship dramedy for which he is writer, director, producer and star, set in and around various tasteful upmarket properties in London and Paris. The need for emotional honesty is a theme, and audiences are entitled to wonder whether the role played by wealth in soothing broken hearts deserves to be discussed more openly here than it is.
Levy plays Marc, an artist and illustrator whose talent is being smothered, just a little, by the career of his superstar writer husband, Oliver (Luke Evans), whose work has spawned a multibillion dollar movie franchise. Marc is happy in the relationship but grieving the recent loss of his mother. He has a Richard Curtisian gallery of adorable mates: art dealer and former boyfriend Thomas (Himesh Patel) is always complaining about his love life, and Sophie (Ruth Negga), who is impetuous and chaotic. Something terrible happens at a lavish Christmas party hosted by Marc and Oliver, and Marc comes into possession of information that causes him to re-evaluate his relationship and his life.
