Carole Matthieu

One more example of what the French movie industry can make and show about the true and realistic life, and I would say fight, which many people have to face in their daily burden. So real that you may feel dizzy, especially if you have been yourself through such issues in your existence, family and - or - work. The so true picture of a doctor who is also an employee in a big phone platform company, a company where the God Word is PERFORMANCE AT ALL COST, even the employee's health, employee's life. Strain, misery, despair are unfortunately the other corollary words of this awful terrible unbearable way of life. The survival of those poor people, those victims of this another kind of war against an unavoidable faith. Inspired from a Marin Ledun's novel, itself inspired from actual events. Isabelle Adjani is herself involved at one hundred percent in the doctor's role, also a victim of this tyrannical system where the physician must be the associate of the manager's rules: push the employees to the limit, to the human resistance limit. Not for all audiences. If you have been fired from your job, if you are in distress with your supervisor, if you are depressed, please, don't watch this movie, or you'll have to prepare the full tablets tube for a long long sleep...

The interest of French cinema for social problems is old. In many films, it becomes start of a sort of manifestos. Not the case about Carole Matthieu. Because it is only direct, precise perspective to near reality, every day one, showing people as consumable, ignoring the life, health, interests, imposing pressure of performance, proposing blank, stupid, cold explanations, defining the interest of company as the only reasonable. So, pure realism.

Isabelle Adjani is just impressive in main role. Because you feel her in situations and fights so closed by yourself. Because he works her character like a potter the clay. Because the message is obvious , clear and desperate. Because you feel, in some measure, be a story about yourself and the end is the cry , maybe, too familiar from stories of friends, relatives or yours. A great wake up or testimony or reflection of small things creating the truth.

So, the salt of reality and admirable performance of unique Adjani.