It’s nice enough, there’s a warmth that comes from acting quite this good, but without Deneuve and Binoche (Hawke is mystifyingly there as window dressing) in the leading roles this would be a ‘miss’. There’s a certain amount of very meta commentary about Fabienne/Deneuve, but it’s pretty obvious, in fact the whole thing is screamingly obvious and unchallenging, nice as it is. If the point was the difference between reality and how a celebrity self promotes, a light comedy of manners like this could have been much more incisive and witty. As it is, Manon Clavel verges on stealing the show from the two leading greats.