Didn’t I read somewhere that this was pretty good? Do I have to make an index of all my film magazines (online and print) and what films they cover, so when I see something like this which I thought came recommended but after watching it I’m not sure why and want to find out if I maybe imagined the whole thing, I could pick up issue X and turn to page Y and see whatever someone wrote two years ago that had me adding this to my must-see list (4100+ titles and growing!)? Either way, this was on the list, but now it ain’t cuz now I seen it. What’s more, instead of sharing any of the three (!) masterpieces I watched this first week of 2009, I had Katy watch this with me (my fault, not hers). What’s more more more is that I just finished saying I wasn’t going to watch any French movies until I got through my language lessons, and now I’m watching one, but my excuses are that I was sick and I forgot.

A musical by Honoré (whose Ma mère might still be good) featuring actors with all wispy voices. I mean, better the wispiness than the psychoenthused camp of Mamma Mia, but better yet, let’s find some actors who can sing and cast them in our singing movies. It totally used to be done that way.

Star Louis Garrel (Dreamers, Regular Lovers) with his dark dreamy eyes and sullen expressions plays a dude who works at a small newspaper or maybe magazine. Ludivine Sagnier (peacock-butt from A Girl Cut In Two) is his girl, with whom he’s very much in love but they’ve been fighting lately.

Clotilde Hesme (also from Regular Lovers) is Garrel’s coworker. He was having an affair with her, and now they’re trying a threesome. That’s not going so well either. But oops, relationship woes are interrupted when Ludivine suddenly drops dead from a heart attack a half hour into the movie.

What follows, besides more forgettable songs, is a straight hour of brooding by professional brooder Garrel. His dead girl’s sister (Chiara Mastroianni of A Christmas Tale, my favorite performer here) continues to look after him. Clotilde helps as much as she can, but he doesn’t really want her in his personal life anymore. Movie is getting less and less romantic (and it didn’t start out all too romantic) and less musical, and yet it’s called Love Songs. I space out for a while and try to remember the name of that Michael Winterbottom sex movie (answer: 9 Songs) while Katy complains about Garrel. However will the movie pull out of this tailspin?

Of course! Clotilde’s ex-lover’s young gay brother has a crush on Garrel, keeps stalking him and calling him and showing up at work. Unaccountably, Garrel finally quits discouraging the lad, goes home and makes out with him. They actually end up together, which brings up all sorts of questions that don’t seem worth answering (but they will be answered if there’s a sequel, which Honoré has been threatening). Garrel’s final line is lovely though, “Love me less, but love me a long time.”