A Constant Visual Feast

“Yannick (Raphaël Quenard), the title subject of Parisian trickster Quentin Dupieux’s latest absurdist spotlight on humanity, is by all accounts dimwitted. Call an ordinateur portable by the long-accepted term “laptop” and you’ll short his circuits. Give him a keyboard and he’ll type one-handed at a glacial pace while making enough grammatical errors that instances where he meets the standards of basic writing begin feeling like mistakes themselves. His idea of a joke is intimidating a married couple into almost fondling each other in public, though this is admittedly a matter of taste more than intellect. But the greatest sign that Yannick is a few Adderall tablets shy of a full medicine cabinet is his art literacy, facilitated by an astounding display of arrogance: Interrupting a play in progress.” (Full review at Paste Magazine.)