“The most amazing mop of curly hair!”
I passionately hate them, those boys racing their mopeds down my street in a filthy cloud of smoke and deafening noise. If a director succeeds in making me sympathise with those kids, she must have been very convincing. PERFECT 10 takes you to the gym, not a glittering sports temple but a brick building with old-fashioned metal coat hooks, where the odor of sweat-saturated plastic mats fills the room.