A deadly heatwave stretches across Paris; on TV, civilians in the West Bank and Beirut speak out against fatal Israeli bombings; and an aging gay man eats a modest dinner of chicken thighs, mayonnaise, and red wine by himself. He’s probably lived through dozens of summers just like this — same old, same old. If Pierre (Jacques Nolot) were to wake up now, nearly two decades after Before I Forget’s (2007) release, he’d see not much has changed.  To this former...

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