I don't know much about France, but my daughter minored in French in college. One summer she watched a lot of French movies, and they were all sad, depressing, or pessimistic. One ended with a man sitting in a muddy pit he had spent most of the movie digging. He had lost his wife, his children, his home, his farm, and all hope, but he did have the rain that was pounding him. I suppose some people think this is sophisticated, and I can see where this might jibe with someone as a metaphor for life, but I wasn't impressed. Of course, I'm not sophisticated.
Laurel