Following a very Xavier Dolan opening which has sweaty girls and boys dancing in slow-motion to Elysian Fields’ cover of Serge Gainsbourg’s Les Amours perdues, an extended, relatively explicit sequence shows Clara (Catherine de Léan) and Nikolaï (Dimitri Storoge) getting it on in various positions. Then we stick around with the two of them as their one night stand turns into a series of pretentious, obnoxious, woe-is-me soliloquies ("Modern times disgust me. Modern love disgusts me," etc.). A dour variation on Michel Deville’s Nuit d’été en ville, this debut feature from local filmmaker Anne Émond is a chore to sit through, even though it’s adequately crafted and de Léan is occasionally affecting.