Cinema has never been very kind to football. In France, the two most emblematic films on the round ball are Coup de tête, by Jean-Jacques Annaud, and À mort l'Arbière, by Jean-Pierre Mocky. Two vitriolic charges against a rotten environment populated by stupid supporters. There is another form of abuse of the most popular sport: the cultivation of turnips. We think of 3 zeros , by Fabien Onteniente, Les Seigneurs, by Olivier Dahan, or United Passions: La Légende du football , by Frédéric Auburtin, produced by Fifa, with Depardieu in the role of Jules Rimet, the founder of the Cup of the world. A work described as "cinematographic excrement" byThe Guardian . The English do not joke with the sport they invented. We owe them undoubtedly the best films in crampons: Looking for Eric, by Ken Loach, whose only fault is to have launched the acting career of Eric Cantona, The Damned United , of Tom Hooper, or Play it like Beckham , of Gurinder
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