If you can stay with this film you may glean a moment or two of enlightenment ( or even empathy) but mostly you will be in a brume of bewilderment trying to follow this savage family dispute, without ever really knowing the details of who, what, where, when and how (and frankly not caring a jot.) Expect lots of slamming doors, withering looks, spat syllables, punched noses and drama queenery.
Some good performances, but not much story and we didn't expect an oh-so-nearly gay encounter in a 15.
Those Who Love Me Can Take the Train is a very chaotic, annoying, and alienating film that fails dramatically at getting under the skin of any of its characters. It's like somebody playing three jazz records at once. Nothing works in this drama about a very loathsome family that assembles to attend the funeral of a famous Parisian artist that wants to be buried in Limoges. It has some fleeting scenes of genius, like seeing a coffin being ferried at breakneck speed in the back of Peugeot estate whilst the family watch on from the train. But this is far too confused, and difficult to navigate, and the characters are without fail a humorless and disgusting bunch of backstabbing kn*bs. The worst French drama I've seen for many, many years.