‘My Best Part’ Review: An All Too Twee Character Study Tug-of-War Between Melancholy and Jealousy
variety.comManuel Betancourt To say “My Best Part,” the directorial debut of “Call My Agent” assistant Nicolas Maury, revels in cringe-worthy moments is, perhaps, an understatement.
The opening moments alone find a bowl-cut-sporting Jérémie (Maury) flummoxed by the very straightforward GPS directions spouted at him by his phone.
Jérémie, you see, is a bit of a mess. A lot of a mess, actually. And, faced with the prospect of going left (or right? oh, why can’t he follow even the simplest of instructions?), the camera swivels alongside him, letting us take this frail waif of an adult man head on.It’s such a laughable, nothing of a crisis — especially for someone on his way to group therapy, where he hopes to curb the gnawing jealousy that’s eroding the relationship with his dashing boyfriend — that you instantly know what Maury (and Jérémie, in turn) is grappling with.
Here’s the kind of melancholy young man who might find himself at home in a late-19th-century sentimental German tale, yet who’s adrift instead in a 21st-century French Xennial character study.
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