No matter that it won the grand prize and garnered critical praise. I'm just high on Jacques Audiard right now. His films are bursting with the guts of life. I often think of his 1995 The Beat That My Heart Skipped, and not just because hottie star Romain Duris does a virtual strip over the course of the film.
Beat was a remake of James Toback's 1978 music-and-crime drama, Fingers, and I got to see the two directors together at the French Institute in 1996 on the occasion of an Audiard retrospective, which included my other faves, A Self-Made Hero and Read My Lips.
This is what auteurs are for. You love their work and can't wait to see what they'll do next.