A slightly pregnant man is a light souffle of a film, I think, full of innocent fun, brightly-coloured clothes, particularly favouring the orange shades, magnificent wallpaper - huge flowers against a deep chocolate background in the bedroom - and a very silly premise which is adroitly handled. The acting is also very charming, and it is delightful to see Catherine Deneuve and Marcello Mastroianni together. Both are note-perfect, so that, although slight, the film has more presence than you might expect. Micheline Presle is also very camp as the doctor on whose 'diagnosis' of the problem the whole film hangs. Basically it is an enjoyable French comedy showing the domestic and working life of two 'unremarkable' people who make ordinariness seem very appealing. They are not married but have a young son, and it is delightful the way political subjects like gender politics, Women's Liberation, and freedoms and stereotypes in general are airily explored and subverted. Deneuve's character works in a hairdressing salon and the dialogues and clothing in these scenes are very camp, with Deneuve herself entering into the spirit of things with great energy that is also very subtly characterised. Of course in the end it is all a lot of puff without much substance but its charm is undeniable, and Mireille Mathieu sings two songs, one on stage, which add a certain frisson to the proceedings.