The time depicted in this film about the life of Jean-Baptiste Molière – the several months between his imprisonment in a debtor’s jail and the return of his Illustrious Theatre Troupe – is, by the film’s official synopsis, “mysterious” and “lost.” Which means the filmmakers play fast and loose with the facts without French theater scholars blowing the whistle. In this nauseatingly cute and proudly pedestrian comedy, Molière (Romain Duris) is summoned by Monsieur Jourdain (Fabrice Luchini, in full cuckolded-fop mode) to pose as a priest while secretly teaching Jourdain how to act in order to woo the monsieur’s wannabe mistress in a one-act love letter he’s written. Meanwhile, Molière falls for Jourdain’s wife (Laura Morante). The film illuminates little about Molière himself, but what do you expect from a movie that has the depth of a kiddie pool? The only thing stopping this film from opening on 1,000 screens and starring, I dunno, Billy Crudup, Ashley Judd and Oliver Platt, is the subtitles. The only artistry that director Laurent Tirard brings to the film is to stage Molière’s story as one of the writer’s own farces. At one point, Jourdain mutters, “It’s like a bad play!” Indeed.