Director François Ozon, who gained international fame for Swimming Pool, has written and directed a very sad and strangely singular tale of a young mans death by cancer. The problem with all such stories is that theyve been done to death, and Ozon cant completely escape from the set pieces of the genre. Still, his dying man has a few traits usually unseen in the noble doomed, and his story has a couple of twists that look past the normal yearnings of the soon-to-be-peaceful. Its strongest point is that it portrays death as unrelentingly lonely, and it offers a view of peace that doesnt rely on the warmth of family or a final act of reconciliation. And, if nothing else, its final shot of a man swallowing the sun is one of the most effective combinations of emotional manipulation and artistic ingenuity Ive seen in any melodrama.