Subtle-minded filmmaker Mikhaël Hers uses a fictional (but too familiar) event in modern Paris to dramatize the smaller ways that families are altered by larger tragedies. Versatile up-and-comer Vincent Lacoste plays a somewhat aimless 20-something—himself sort of abandoned by an English mother (the great Greta Scacchi)—forced to grow up when suddenly put in charge of his little niece. She's a charming but normal kid, rather than the precocious wonder we usually get in family dramas.

The film ends abruptly, at a Wimbledon tennis match, but the game keeps going in your head, and heart. See it.