Corneliu Porumboiu’s second feature film facetiously pretends to be a police story. As a matter of fact, it is but whoever will see only that and nothing else, will miss the mordant satire and the subtle irony the writer/director infuses in all his scenes, from the first and particularly to the last one. The plot that requires Cristi, a police detective, to shadow a 16 years old boy suspected not only of smoking but also of dealing pot, is there to confirm this is a police investigation. Cristi’s refusal to arrest the boy for what is barely a misdemeanor but, once brought to justice, could destroy his life, is in strict conflict with the instructions of his chief, who stands by the letter of the law. And in the famous final scene of the film, with an open dictionary to enlighten them, the lead characters of the picture discuss the actual meaning of words, and through them depict the true conceptions that mold the society we live in. After pushing the film into the “Un Certain Regard” section, one of Cannes’ leaders conceded it should have been in the main competition, and would have surely grabbed an award.