Ok-ish period drama set in fin-de-siecle Paris, with nice costumes and locations, but not much sizzle - despite the fact that plot contains a sort of love triangle and some lesbian sex. There's some overlap with the plot of The Wife (author's wife actually writes his books, he's not actually a writer at all) but there's no suspense or tension about this - we know from the beginning that he doesn't actually write his books. It's about half an hour too long (I had a little snooze towards the end, despite the fact that the Everyman Cinema in Muswell Hill was freezing), and too hard to care about the characters or what happens to them.
Although it covers about fifteen years in time the characters don't seem to age much, and nothing else changes either; a new outfit becomes fashionable as a result of the success of the author's books, and one of the salons gets electric lighting. No feeling for anything else that is happening at the time.
Watched at the Everyman Cinema.
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