T.P.S.M. – T’es Pas Si Moche
2026 · 2m
Directed by Lucas Labrousse
Genres: comedy, coming-of-age, drama
Tones: absurdist, contemplative, darkly comic
Gus, a 22-year-old full of complexes, joins a strange support group called T.P.S.M. — 'T'es Pas Si Moche' — where people deeply ill at ease with their appearance take part in absurd exercises meant to help them accept themselves, until he realizes the real problem may be the gaze he casts on himself.
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A support group for self-loathing that's actually about self-loathing—the premise could've been earnest garbage, but Labrousse leans into the absurdist machinery of it all, letting the exercises become genuinely unhinged before the rug pull lands. This is the kind of film that makes you uncomfortable laughing, which is exactly where the best subversions live.
The formal restraint here is what elevates it: a 2-minute chamber piece that resists the urge to sentimentalize its protagonist's reckoning, instead letting compositional clarity and the rhythmic escalation of group exercises do the philosophical work. There's a lineage of French comedy-as-critique running through this that feels deliberate and earned.
The singular choice is the decision to keep the camera observational and almost clinical while the exercises themselves become increasingly ridiculous—it's that friction between formal distance and emotional chaos that makes the final realization land rather than preach, and you feel it in the editing pace more than anywhere else.