![]() Though he implies it’s beneath his dignity, he sometimes accepts easy $1,200-per-day gigs to sit on an architectural panel in Toronto because he “can use the money.” (For what, exactly, no one ever specifies.) And even more fortunately, he’s possessed of little detectable inner life that might interfere with his glorious material happiness. He’s outlandishly handsome and fit, married to the statuesque blond bombshell Stephanie (Melanie Thierry), knows his wine, grows bushels of his own Humboldt County pot in the nearby woods, drives a flashy T-Bird, sings tenor in the church choir, and has plenty of time to indulge in a spot of tennis, golf, ice hockey, skiing or hunting whenever the mood strikes. Our allegedly sympathetic protagonist, Luc (Eric Bruneau), is a wealthy, renowned thirtysomething architect, who inhabits an impeccable house in a marvelously photogenic rural area near Quebec City. Pic should be a tough sell outside Quebec. Bean advertisement, full of fabulously shot footage of Eastern Canadian vistas and the well-dressed rustic yuppies who live there. An almost bizarrely limp, emotionless, blank greeting card of a movie, this purported romantic comedy-drama contains little of the three, at best serving as a sort of extended L.L. It’s been a decade since Denys Arcand became the first French-Canadian director to win an Oscar for foreign-language film with his still-potent “The Barbarian Invasions,” but watching his latest, “An Eye for Beauty,” it feels like it’s been much longer.
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