A bold inventive comedy that is ripe for Hollywood to remake. While conducting a television interview with the widow of pizza restaurateur Henri Pick, who is the posthumous author of a bestseller, talk show host Jean-Michel Rouche (Fabrice Luchini) attracts the wrath of his employer and the spectators by suggesting the book could be a sham. The same evening, his wife leaves him and he is fired from his job at the network. This double disgrace reinforces his desire to prove that he is right. As Rouche acts not only like a know-it-all proud peacock but an asshole, the audience is only too glad to witness his downfall. But Rouche is not without charm.
He is joined in his investigation by the late author’s bookworm daughter, Josephine (Camille Cottin), after convincing her the book couldn’t have been written by her father. Echoing Agatha Christie, false leads and literary fun abound in this charming French affair. There is no romance here not even a little hint, but the story works as both a clever whodunit or rather whowroteit as well as a study of characters in a French literary setting. Luchini exhibits charm as the disgraced host who eventually redeems himself. A mysterious pleasure of a film.