We can laugh at everything, even at the inexorable decline that awaits us all…Since we cannot ward off these two afflictions, we must laugh at old age and illness. Of course, without mocking the elderly and the sick, as we will all find ourselves in their position sooner or later. Molière did not mock the elderly, only foolish old men (like Arnolphe in The School for Wives). Nor did he mock the sick, but only the “imaginary invalids.”
Raymond is in a deep coma following an accident on a Boris Bike. His long lost relatives are called to his bedside to decide what to do and avoid prolonged therapeutic interventions. But this collective decision becomes even more difficult when the patient turns out not to be who everyone thought he was. And is the keeper of a secret that could make everyone very rich…
Lying on a hospital bed, a man, having lost his memory due to a life-saving surgery, encounters a parade of the women from his past whom he can no longer remember. Could one of them be the love of his life?
« Age doesn’t matter, unless you are a cheese » said Kim Kardashian quoting Luis Buñuel. Life is like a cruise on the Titanic: whether you’re nibbling canapes on the top deck or slurping soup in the hold, at the end of the day we’re all destined to feed the fishes. So, as we wait for the inevitable iceberg, those of us who still can, might as well sit back, enjoy the orchestra and the sound of ice clinking in our glasses. A comedy laced with black humour throughout. The first metaphysical sitcom where the action takes place in an assisted living facility.
The hospital was almost perfect… The crime too. A darkly humorous detective comedy.