Did Michel Gondry really need to direct an entire film about his relatively unexceptional aunt with some family problems? Did we need to know this story? Well, no. But that doesn’t mean that it lacks value. Gondry’s aunt Suzette is kind of an interesting woman who spent her years teaching elementary school in small French mountain towns. Doing so seems to have separated her from her husband from time to time (this is left pretty unclear). Teaching in these 1-room schoolhouses means she was teaching her son, who was always difficult and suffers from fairly significant depression. Some people see her as a pain, lots of people love her, many of her old students remember her affectionately. In other words, she’s like most other people who have lived decent lives. Still, one can look at this film as a minor addition to various subjects of interest, say, postwar France or aging.
This is fundamentally OK. Unnecessary and not particularly compelling, but not without minor charms.