A week after the theaters reopened, the waltz of French productions continues and the first Oscar-winning films hit theaters. What should you see in the cinema? The editorial selection of the Figaro.
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The Father, a Florian Zeller drama, 1:38 p.m.
By adapting his play to the screen, Florian Zeller reveals himself to be a sensitive, fair and clever director. He enlisted the services of playwright Christopher Hampton and director Yorgos Lanthimos, which is modest and clever. It aligns the cinematographic finds, actors putting themselves in the shoes of different protagonists, slight variations of scenery. We are in a sick, weakened brain. Alzheimer’s is embodied in this retiree with loose memories who whistles in his kitchen, before stopping dead. Where is he? It is a vertigo filmed with elegance. The end grips the heart, plunges into the depths of the human soul, overflows with tenderness and cruelty. The camera leaves the room, rises towards the foliage of the trees, moves away towards who knows what future. TheFather is served by actors with sovereign talent, Anthony Hopkins poor King Lear in pajamas, Olivia Colman upset by the inconsistencies of her father, real bee against the glass, Olivia Williams of whom he wonders what is the role, exactly. We don’t risk forgetting them. Zeller, alas, is going to have a problem: his first film is already his best. Hover. EN