Didier Bénoureau has the art of depicting monsters suffering from abysmal stupidity. He forbids himself anything, dares in complete freedom, without complexes or limits, at the risk of offending prudish minds.
The actor goes back and forth between the set and the backstage until his shirt is wet. At 67 years old, the former altar boy has nearly forty years of career behind him. He had not performed in Paris “for seven or eight years”. “It makes me feel really good to come back,” he confides after several reminders.