Delicacy, review - Telegraph Dir: David Foenkinos, Stéphane Foenkinos Starring Audrey Tautou, François Damiens, Bruno Todeschini Cinema often gives us stories of devastatingly attractive younger women who fall for older men with little to offer apart from the odd bit of lovable buffoonery. Oddly, this seldom seems to happen the other way round. Delicacy is the feature-length directorial debut of the French brothers David and Stéphane Foenkinos, and has been adapted from David's novel of the same name: a bestseller across the Channel, apparently. If it offered even a slightly original spin on that clapped-out beauty-meets-beast premise, this review would read very differently. As it is, this is a cookie-cutter-kooky office romance in which the recently widowed Nathalie (Audrey Tautou, her waist nipped in like a fire ant's thorax) becomes romantically involved with Markus (François Damiens), a colleague who is older, fatter, balder and Swedish. Nathalie's back story is sketched in a pre-widowhood prologue, which ends with her handsome young husband (Pio Marmaï) heading out in the traffic-filled streets of Paris for a jog. "I'll be back very soon," he grins, and with that his doom is sealed. Damiens and Tautou, both appealing in isolation, have a watery sort of non-chemistry together: their romance doesn't grab you by the shoulders so much as pat you on the head. Their office, meanwhile, with its sharp-suited boss (Bruno Todeschini) and buxom secretary (Audrey Fleurot), comes over as a Mad Men tribute. Would that Delicacy had taken pointers from that series on more than its costumes and sets.