
Tout ça ne nous rendra pas Noël
A Christmas Eve gathering among old friends turns tragic. Under the tree lies a poisoned gift – Tintin in the Congo – picked at random by a guest of African descent. Between buried secrets, forced soul-searching, generational clashes and political-family squabbles Brussels-style, things heat up faster than a turkey left too long in the oven.
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