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French Women is a consumer product ideally suited for consumption by dedicated readers of lifestyle magazines and viewers of soap operas. At the film premiere, it was estimated that 95% of women left the movie theater mostly in a elevated mood and with a smile on their faces. I must admit, I was hesitant throughout the entire screening. However, the problem that I didn't like the film isn't a matter of there being a gender difference in perception. In the best case, I expected a smart and funny relationship puzzle, and in the worst case, an imitation of Sex and the City. Instead, I received typical summer brainwashing with cheap and literal humor in a raucous film that has the ability to easily turn provocative "serious" and interesting topics into banalities, and in its quest for audience response, it sometimes sinks uncomfortably low. For example, when a girl on a date wants to make the best impression, she starts experiencing bloating, farting, and vomiting. If you laugh at this moment, don't hesitate to go to the movie theater. The reality and everyday life of ordinary people in this escapism film, where men are consistently reduced to figures and pathetic existences, are displaced in favor of catchphrases and diminished playfulness. The film, however, introduces topics that call for occasional seriousness, tragicomic tones, or reflection, but the director chooses the path of being superficial. To be fair, even a typical relaxing escapism film can be made professionally or amateurishly, and within the framework that the director aimed for, the film works and undoubtedly finds a numerous and satisfied audience. That I originally went to see a different film is ultimately my problem. A separate aspect is the concentration of charming and high-quality French actresses, which is rarely seen and in such numbers perhaps only in Bonello's House of Pleasures. With the exception of Laetitia Casta, any of the present ladies deserves the lead role in their own film. Overall impression: 40%. (2014.11.26)