Jeanne Moreau sleeps in the nude in Francois Ozon's proudly tragic Time to Leave, a hot grandma whose own wise acceptance of mortality comforts her handsome grandson, Romain (dishy Melvil Poupaud), as he confronts his own. To be sure, the journey (inspired by the 1950s melodramas of Douglas Sirk) is the young man's to take: An emotionally opaque fashion photographer disengaged from other humans (including his gay lover, with whom sex is mighty graphic), Romain makes a few quality-of-terminal-illness choices better suited to a mordant comedy than a somber weepie. But Moreau's few ripe scenes are choice, and she spices up the joint with her gravelly voice of je ne regrette rien.


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