*Losing your bag, with Lyna Khoudri (40 minutes), and Ranger, with Jacques Weber (90 minutes), are on view at the Bouffes du Nord until February 18. Then on tour.

Jimmy (Jason Segel, aka Marshall in How I Met Your Mother), a 40-year-old with cocker spaniel eyes, has been lost since the death of his wife. Medicines, alcohol, prostitutes, everything is good to neutralize his suffering. And too bad if he neglects his daughter Alice, herself struggling with her grief… We will have recognized there the current stereotype of the attractive widower to whom we forgive all the escapades because he seems to be in a lot of pain… Luckily, Paul (Harrison Ford!) is there to tear the series away from the clichés. Paul is a psychologist. He runs the firm where Jimmy and his college friend, the bubbly Chloe, also practice. This silent and charismatic octogenarian quickly becomes the real raison d’être of Shrinking. There is of course the immense pleasure that one feels in finding Harrison Ford on the screen: at 80 years old, the hero of Indiana Jones has lost none of his magnetism. But, far beyond the simple power of attraction exerted by a star of this stature, Shrinking offers a rare opportunity to rediscover actor Harrison Ford far from a cinema made of stunts and intergalactic special effects. Paul’s atrabilatory mood, the discouragement that seizes him in front of Jimmy’s escapades give rise to some memorable scenes. But aside from this welcome humor, Ford lends a melancholic depth to his character. This vulnerability that we did not know about him makes him particularly endearing. The series goes beyond its first subject (how to overcome bereavement) and becomes the story of a loving family that is structured around Paul. A success.

On Apple TV.

Organ weekend at the Philharmonie de Paris, all the program here.

Cigarette in the mouth, dark suit and gray hat, here comes Marlowe again! The Irish filmmaker Neil Jordan, who has already brilliantly diverted the codes of film noir with The Crying Game (1992) here offers a tailor-made role to Liam Neeson in this adaptation of Banville’s novel which extends Chandler’s work, La Blonde aux black eyes (2014). We follow the famous detective commissioned by the rich and attractive Clare Cavendish (Diane Kruger) to find her missing lover, a props man steeped in a dark case of corruption. The investigation leads the private to the Corbata club, a posh haunt of the happy few of L.A., but also behind the scenes of the Hollywood industry and in one of the wealthiest families in the city, where we find the exquisite Jessica Lange as the Cavendish mother. It smokes, it drinks, it fights. Aftershocks fuse, caustic. We recognize there the ingredients of a good Marlowe. Certainly classic, but devilishly effective.

Marlowe by Neil Jordan. In theaters.

Until September 11 at the Bourse de Commerce in Paris. Catalog of the exhibition, edited by Emma Lavigne (Bourse de commerce-Pinault Collection/Dilecta, 208 p., €45).

See also the new cycle presented in the 24 showcases of the Bourse de commerce, with Edith Dekyndt’s proposal, “The Origin of Things”.