Film

Bodybuilder

Name: Bodybuilder
Genre: Drama, Comedy
Released: 2014
Cast: François Yolin Gauvin, Nicolas Duvauchelle, Vincent Rottiers, Roschdy Zem, Caroline Gaume

Drama

A French comedy-drama about a troubled 20-year-old sent to live with his estranged bodybuilder father in Saint-Etienne. It's a film about masculine vulnerability disguised as a gym-set buddy story, finding tenderness in the gap between how men think they should be and who they actually are. Funny, awkward, sometimes aching.

TMDb rating

2.9

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