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The apocalypse is here. Everything was destroyed. Humans have destroyed all the natural resources. There's even a flower and is very polluted air. Laughing and joy is very unusual. People are depressed and chastisement life unfinished. Tvach family trying to serve people with a job are quite common. They have a shop full of supplies and even at this time advising suicide. Tvachha believe, for every taste and taste, there is a way out; Ropes and bullets and blade to a variety of deadly poison and infected plants. Everything in the shop is found suicide to end life. Day is going well until Allen is born ...

Patrice Leconte has given us such gems as Monsieur Hire, Hairdresser's Husband and Ridicule. These could all be classed as "black comedies". Lately, however, his output has been disappointing with films such as the lame comedy Beauties at War. The Suicide Shop, which is a 3D animated musical, is at least a part return to form. Based on a graphic novel, the story concerns a family who run a shop selling all the means to commit suicide: poisons, ropes, razor blades, etc. Their sales pitch is to project a grim view of the world and encourage potential clients to top themselves. However when the the mother in the family gives birth to a new child, who has an ever optimistic view of life, things get complicated. The animation and the use of 3D are very creative though I did not find the songs (in French) that catchy.

Fun movie, not a realistic representation of suicide at all (as should be obvious). Managed to make me emotional, but not too much. In the end I would say it makes you think about your own life, but that can be me overflowing a little bit. The songs along the movie are not masterpieces but along with the animation and the lyrics they were a pleasant surprise, comming from someone who can't stand musical movies.

French cartoon musical, but not for all and I am not a French movie expert. You seen the plot many times like in Daria, Addamns Family and the Maud family in Friendship is Magic. Good if you want to see a non commercial Hollywood musical.

The Suicide Shop (French: Le Magasin des suicides) (2012) Leave it to the French To give us this unique show, A dark comedy, Animated musical. Your death guaranteed, Yes, "Death or your money back!" Prepare to be awed. Blades, poison, ropes, swords, weights Oh, choices, choices. Cutting, drowning, gunshot wound, Hanging, poisoning, Seppuku, the most dignified Everything you need To depart from this gloomy Apocalyptic World where suicide rates soar. This family shop, Your final, perfect answer. Sales advice with glee. "Has your life been a failure?" Asks their bold slogan. "Let's make your death a success!" Oh so depressing Nothing to look forward to. Till Alan Tuvache, Laughing and smiling all day, To his parents' shame. With the neighborhood children, They turn those frowns upside down. Yes, he saves the day, Sister finds love and marriage, Their goods are now crêpes. His father the last to change, Ingrained in his ways. All it takes is cleverness, Musical numbers, Coordination with friends, And a trampoline. Not suitable for children, This is obvious. Something serious made light, Offensive to some, For suicide is not so Easily conquered. The animation and songs Need some improvement, Yet I thought the premise great, Characters charming, Song lyrics hilarious, Ending with artful credits. Choka (long poem) was an epic storytelling form of poetry from the 1st to the 13th century, known as the Waka period. The choka is an unrhymed poem with the 5-7-5-7-5-7-5-7...7 syllable format (any odd number line length with alternating five and seven syllable lines that ends with an extra seven syllable line). #Choka #PoemReview

I'm slightly bemused by the most negative of the four reviews that have been posted here: it's difficult to imagine why someone would go to see a film titled unambiguously The Suicide Shop, clearly expecting an escapist, heart-warming movie along the lines of Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm, Lassie Come Home, or I Remember Mama. It is what it says on the tin. A hugely non-PC Black Comedy cum satire that reflects life in present-day France (although I accept, of course, that not everyone living outside France will 'get' that aspect. Other than that it follows the classic plot line, in this case a family business geared to exploiting misery and depression by pandering to them, which is then frustrated when a new arrival in the family radiates joy and happiness thus having an adverse effect on potential customers. I agree with others that the songs could be better but overall this is a much-needed anti-PC breath of fresh air.

I really wanted to like this, and constantly told myself things like,"Cheap flash animation is still impressive for how much work and time it takes",or"music even if bland and boring still takes time to make". I thought perhaps the writer was depressed and in his/her own journey to deal with depression found salvation in making this story. The problems is in the end this is a very very simplistic, shallow, naive, and patronizing story at best. Suicide is not a thing that should ever be put on a pedestal or idolized, but for some people that are terminal the right to ends one life should not be demonized either, but treated with the extreme finality it is. Knowing three friends over the years that had killed themselves, this movie was just disgusting and highly insulting. This movie just had the bitter aftertaste of someone's agenda based on their own dogma and delusions of grandeur, yeah suicide is not the answer, I get if. I personally don't believe in suicide, but I sure as hell wanted the movie to die of some causes very early in. synopsis of movie: Just smile, everything will be alright.

First and foremost: This isn't a realistic look at suicide or depression - it's supposed to be exaggerated and over the top. It's got some really good satire at parts and even it's characters are kind of interesting. This isn't a 13 Reasons Why situation, where suicide is romanticized and could lead to people hurting themselves. I also don't see too many non-suicidal people watching this and truly thinking this is what people go through. Most people are smart enough to get that it's a comedy. There are, however, a few major flaws with it's message and presentation of the story that, while they didn't make this movie despicable, were hard to swallow for me - so I can see how they'd be MORE than offensive and demeaning to family members and people who've attempted or contemplated suicide. Depending on the person, this movie can really miss it's mark: 1) Alan being happy comes off as that misunderstanding of depressed/suicidal people, and how they just need to "smile". 2) In the final musical number, the ghosts of the people who've died by way of the shop appear and sing about how they couldn't find happiness. This can be taken VEEEEEEERY badly depending on who you are. Quality wise, the songs were forced and took you out of the comedy and plot rather than further it, which is the worst kind of musical. There's also a creeepy scene where Alan lets his friends was his sister strip and dance naked. In a more mature, more serious movie maybe it could be a very human look at child curiosity, but in this black comedy it's portrayed as charming and it's like...no. That's gross. Stahp. Really mixed on this one and I have a feeling a lot of other people will be too.

Had this abandoned morals altogether and ended in a tragedy the family considers a success, like Alan dying/becoming depressed; or had consistent morals and punished the greedy adults who made their living off of misery while also criticising the capitlist system that allowed them to thrive in the first place, it would've been a far better movie. The first option is more fun, and the second option has better lessons. Even without tweaking the morals, one could've made the movie just... generally make more sense by having the parents NOT be near suicidal themselves. As a person with major depression, just watching this movie made me consider suicide much more heavily as a result of just pondering the subject. I can't imagine running a shop with every possible way to kill oneself, many of which are unbelievably quick and seemingly painless, and not giving in to the temptation of testing one's own merchandise. A cognitive dissonance of the shopkeepers being convinced that life IS worth living, while running a business that sold the opposite idea, would be much more interesting. It's too middling: not dark enough or kind enough. It hovers between the two concepts and ultimately remains unsatisfactory.