Ludovic Canot is the unlikely lead in this European offering from Falcon. As Canot prepares to leave his summer chalet behind for another season, he wistfully tours its rooms, each one giving off a distinct whiff of wild times past: “Oh, look! I corn-holed that blond guy on that credenza over there. And there’s the pool table that almost collapsed when my three friends were fucking on it. And, gee, I hope the next occupant doesn’t notice the dried spunk splatters on the settee. Man, Julian blows quite a load!” There’s no dialogue to accompany the four flashbacks, and the models are all somehow strangely familiar (and ultimately forgettable) as most European models seem to be these days.

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