The synopsis is already worth its weight in peanuts:
"France is both the portrait of a woman, a television journalist, of a country, ours, and of a system, that of the media."
Bruno Dumont is not lacking in ambition.
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France de Meurs (Léa Seydoux) is the star presenter of a 24-hour news channel.
We discover her asking a deceptively impertinent question to Emmanuel Macron during a press conference at the Élysée (the montage creates a perfect illusion).
Its producer, Lou (Blanche Gardin), hand-grafted laptop, eyes riveted on social networks, exults at the back of the room.
"People love it, your dick will be hot."
The tone is set.
Dumont will toil for more than two hours mocking the cynicism and vulgarity of television.
He first sent France de Meurs to the Sahel to film Tuaregs fighting alongside the French army.
Staging of
cutaways
and selfie with the chef
(“Whiskyyy”)
prove that ridicule doesn't kill.
Same denunciation in
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