Lemonade

Lemonade

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Ça parle de deux frères jumeaux, Hyacinthe et Louis Rightway. Quand Hyacinthe à 16 ans se ramène avec un bébé, du nom de Flower, dont il affirme être le père, il est exclu du domicile familial et il embarque alors son jumeau dans ses galères. Maintenant, ils ont 25 ans. Flo est un gamin anxieux et intelligent de neuf ans, Hyacinthe un cynique désabusé et sarcastique coincé dans son adolescence et Louis un médecin prodige, froid et condescendant. Un jour, Louis va rencontrer Ari. Et ça va un peu foutre la merde. Et ça tombe bien. C'est une sorte de roman d'apprentissage, d'amour aussi, d'ironie qui tend à devenir de l'espoir, de trucs pas trop tristes pour une fois, d'une tentative maladive d'évoluer coûte que coûte. Ils portent en eux l'orgueil de leurs ancêtres et de leurs contemporains.
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