As the film begins,
writer James Miller (William Shimell) is giving a talk about his new book, entitled Certified Copy.
He writes about art, in terms of original works and those which are reproductions. Juliette Binoche plays
a French gallery owner looking for original works of art and comes in just as he's about to start.
She finds him attractive so buys 6 copies of the book, even though she doesn't really like it - but she wants
to get them signed so she can meet him again and they spend the day together, go out for lunch and have a look
around Tuscany.
The conversation turns very weird around 55 minutes in after they are mistaken for a married couple and she
suggests the keep up the pretence to, and around, anyone they meet. That's it, basically. That's all they do.
None of this makes any sense. They've met on a particular day - she fancies him, he clearly has a thing for her.
They've only got one day together before he's got to get a train and no doubt hawk his book elsewhere, so why do
they suddenly get off on being dicks around each other. And to make matters worse, from then on they keep jumping
between French, Italian and English even though, up until that moment, James has always spoken in English.
However, while films of two people talking *can* be of interest - and I found that at the end
of last year in
Room in Rome (and that wasn't just because the two
women in it spent most of the time in the buff) - this one isn't, particularly. In fact, this is definitely the
worst film I've seen in 2011... although it's early days, literally.
It's only worth 1/10 for the presence of Ms Binoche, and I liked that fact that there are quite a few one-take
shots, making it feel more like a play. However, she and her co-star have zero chemistry between them.
Over 1000 people on IMDB helped give this film 7.3/10. They're all mad!
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