Too much time spent at beach.
LITTLE WHITE LIES (15) Verdict: AFTER Tell No One (2006) was well received, French director Guillame Canet returns with an ambitious Gallic alternative to The Big Chill.
Lawrence Kasdan's Oscar-nominated 1983 movie followed a group of friends after a suicide.
Here, Ludo (Jean Dujardin) is seriously injured in a quite shockingly-staged motorcycle crash - but his friends go on vacation regardless.
And, guess what... the beach is as good a place as any for revealing who has been telling porkies. Showing only at The Electric Cinema on Station Street, Little White Lies is nothing like as moving as French stroke drama The Diving Bell And The Butterfly stroke drama, but it would be perfectly tolerable if it wasn't so unfathomably long.
A relatively unstructured running time of 154 minutes would test the patience of a saint at any time. Compensations include the presence of Francois Cluzet and the Oscar-winning Piaf star Marion Cotillard.
I could watch this luminous French actress all day long even if she'd been turned into wallpaper (especially in a week when she was confirmed for Christopher Nolan's third Batman movie).
The rest of the ensemble cast are also very natural on screen.
If only this lot had been hired for Little Fockers and its running time had been cut to 100 minutes then we might have had a film of note.
Here, although the English language musical soundtrack adds life to proceedings, it's somewhat overdone.
But the fun lines include a boy saying: ''I'm tired from making love too much''.
A cross between early Woody Allen and Mike Leigh-on-tour, Little White Lies might even bring a lump to your throat at the end.
Lumino ous: French actress Marion Cotillard.