 Starring: Vincent Bougereau Directed by: Le Flic Rating: R Genre: Foreign Other | |
| Review Searing indictment of the French educational system in which teachers are left to the tender mercies of mad children wielding machetes (a kind of French blade used to make foie gras). When Bougereau ("Voltaire: Le Loup-Garou Philosophique", "Les Retards") tries to install a modicum of discipline, the leftist government decides he's a fascist and exiles him to Devil's Island. Fancy-pants "imagist" director Le Flic ("The Absence of the Dream Mechanism", "Le Petomane: Le Fartiste Contre Societe") then turns the film into an odd sort of action flick as Bougereau escapes on the back of a giant butterfly with the help of a pair of twins who together make up a single human body. In the end (Spoiler Alert!) he returns to the school armed with a machine gun which shoots pornography. The movie's final image is of a flock of naked civil servants engaged in courtly dance while the composer Lully (ably played by ubiquitous gelatinous man-mountain Gerarde de Depardeiux) pounds a stick on a map of Algeria. Le Flic is certainly an oddball and quite possibly a flim-flamiste of the first order but I think he's onto something here. The french for too long have focused their attention on their bellies to the detriment of their school books. Americans should take a lesson here. For that alone this film should be shown in every schoolhouse in the country, perhaps sponsored by some governmental organization that could reimburse the french with some sort of scrip. Check it out! | |
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Class Act
La Classe (The School Class) 2009
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Not to pick nits or lice or fleas or anything, but Gerarde would be a "woman-mountain" n'est-ce pas?
"Madame",
While I'd like to pick a fight with you (or perhaps pick nits OFF you) I find that I agree about Monsieure Depardieud - most of the pictures I've seen of him lately he was wearing a moomoo.
You spelled muumuu wrong. Not to "pick nits" or anything.
"Ziah",
I think you are confusing a particular kind of man's "dress" (so-called because it resembles the kind of clothing a cow would wear if it were to wear a dress) with the group of Kenyan revolutionaries who were slaughtered by the British. Common mistake and easy to make, though I'm unclear what it has to do with the cinematic arts.
Would you happen to be the Ziah named after the great Zoroastrian philosopher? If so, a hearty Sprach Zarathustra to you, sir!
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