I wish I liked it more. This fourth feature (1995) of former French film critic Daniele Dubroux, the writer-director who also costars, aims for the kind of nightmarishly comic phantasmagoria conjured up by After Hours. The film’s told mainly from the point of view of a 20-year-old Paris student (Chiara Mastroianni) who becomes romantically obsessed with a mysterious philosophy student (Melvil Poupaud) obsessed in turn with Soren Kierkegaard’s Diary of a Seducer; but confusing matters more than a little is a more innocent character who serves as narrator—the heroine’s flat mate (Mathieu Amalric), who’s obsessed with her. The movie shoots off in all sorts of directions, and its satiric treatment of psychoanalysis can’t compare with the warmer and more comprehensive handling of the subject in Raul Ruiz’s recent Genealogies of a Crime. Nor can performances by the likes of Jean-Pierre Leaud and Micheline Presle and decorous use of Parisian and country locations make up for the scattershot structure. Still, you might be fitfully amused by all the dark intrigues afoot here. And if you want to see what a good print of Carl Dreyer’s Ordet looks like, a ravishing clip is included.