Alone on her birthday, a mother gets into her car and drives into the unknown.

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On her birthday, Ariane sit alone in front of her cake, as her husband and children are stuck somewhere else. Impulsively, she gets into her car and drives off into the unknown. She ends up on the Mediterranean coast, in a small neighborhood restaurant populated by regulars. After a series of misadventures, Ariane lets herself be swept along by this group of misfits and decides to listen to her dreams...

“A fantasy by Robert Guédiguian” says the introduction. It must be, considering a dance scene in the middle of the road, an American with a Marseille accent and even a talking turtle – all symptoms of a film that might have been a delicate and slightly nuts piece of poetry under the Provençal sun, with a heroine who is slightly off-kilter. But thanks to ridiculous dialogue and effects that fall flat, this little bit of fluff, although it starts off being harmless, turns out to be very annoying. And the crass downward slide of the story certainly doesn’t help save this 16th collaboration between the filmmaker and his muse, Ariane Ascaride.