L’Amour Ouf (2026)

Starring: François Civil • Adèle Exarchopoulos

Love isn’t always gentle. Sometimes, it’s destructive.

Set against the restless streets of modern France, L’Amour Ouf (“Mad Love”) follows Clément (François Civil), a volatile, fiercely loyal man drifting between dead-end jobs and reckless nights, and Mona (Adèle Exarchopoulos), a woman equally intense, equally lost, burning with a need to feel alive at any cost.

Plot:

Their connection is immediate—and catastrophic. From the first glance, Clément and Mona are bound by a magnetic force neither can resist. What begins as a fiery, passionate affair soon descends into an all-consuming obsession. It’s a love that’s both a refuge and a weapon, a means of survival in a world that continually rejects them.

Clément, with his self-destructive tendencies, and Mona, who is just as equally reckless, find solace in each other’s arms but also a dark mirror, reflecting all the worst parts of themselves. As they spiral deeper into the chaos of their feelings, their lives become a series of explosive highs and devastating lows. They love too hard, fight too brutally, and cross boundaries that cannot be undone.

Money troubles, jealousy, and deep-rooted past traumas begin to cloud their already turbulent relationship. What started as a passionate love affair becomes a brutal, dangerous dance—devotion on one side, destruction on the other. Mona’s intensity meets Clément’s fury, and together, they fuel a fire that might burn them both alive. Every kiss is a promise they can’t keep, every argument a fracture that deepens.

Friends and family watch helplessly as the two unravel, their warnings falling on deaf ears. Clément and Mona are too deep in their addiction to one another to care about the cost. Reality, however, starts to bite—making it clear that love alone isn’t enough to survive. But can they ever walk away? And if they do, what will they have left?

L’Amour Ouf is a raw, unflinching look at a love so fierce and volatile, it consumes everything in its path—bodies, minds, futures. Anchored by François Civil’s explosive vulnerability and Adèle Exarchopoulos’ fearless emotional rawness, the film dares to portray the terrifying beauty of loving someone more than yourself… even when it leaves you shattered.

Intimate. Unhinged. Devastatingly romantic.
This is not a love story meant to save you—
it’s one meant to leave scars.