I wasn't sure I'd find anything in this to draw me, but I did, the film's naturalism working well with its more subtle tones of elegy and regret. Also - and this is very much a personal dimension - it invoked two novels that I always strongly associate with French literature and art generally,
The Counterfeiters with its schoolboys behaving badly, and
The Red and the Black via the central character's name, Julien.