It's a hung-over Sunday afternoon at Hélène and Victor's suburban home in the summer of 1965. Despite Hélène's displeasure, the participants of last night's party gather for round two. As the loveless, middle-aged couples search for ways to spend the day, a picture emerges of a lost society, crippled by its own hopelessness and fear of change. In contrast, two of the youngsters see a vision of the future beyond their parents' leisured depression.

« VICTOR: But we're adults, Helene, we mustn't see wrong where there is no wrong. / HELENE: Adults! (She bursts out laughing.) Adults!… (She laughs more than ever.) You always find the right word to justify yourself, Victor. / VICTOR: You're thirty-eight, I'm forty! / HELENE: Adults! Men and women who are unable to look straight at themselves. Adults! Men and Women who are not made to live together but who don't have the courage to admit it, to separate. […] »

« Les beaux dimanches is a wise, argumentative and witty look at life among Québec’s newly rich, torn between God, mammon and the new religion of separatism. » Pat Donnelly, The Gazette, January 26, 1993.