Many years ago, I went to see ‘Life if Brian’ in France. It was rather unsettling to be one of the few people laughing at certain points in the film – national humour doesn’t always completely travel. Watching ‘The Fairy’ – a French film – I wondered whether I was having the experience in reverse. It was a quirky film and, at some points, I laughed out loud. But at others, I just didn’t get it. It felt like a series of sketches, some of which worked and some of which failed. At the end, I was left with the question “If Fiona wasn’t a fairy, how did the man fly?” Sometimes it is better just to suspend belief and go with the flow. Good fun, but patchy.