“Women on the Balcony” by Noémie Merlant, balance your gore – Libération

Bright and bloody, the actress’s second feature film advances masked under the guise of a “post-MeToo film” and plays on the Grand-Guinolesque massacre to better underline the violence of men.

Women on the balconyEaster in the water: bad end-of-year saying for Marseille summer film, story of heatwave turning into a game of psychedelic massacre. Imagine Arsenic and old lace, the Rope or quite a few of these films with bulky corpses, which Noémie Merlant grafts into the universe of My Best Friends by Paul Feig, sunny variegated, trashy girls. In town, a building with rooms with a view of the opposite facade, panopticon but window without courtyard, sitcom arena for sneaking glances at half-naked bodies of heat, from balcony to balcony. The actress-author’s second feature film, three years after the very beautiful and undervalued My love, mon amour, is the story of three friends on the verge of a nervous breakdown: Nicole (Sanda Codreanu) the apprentice author, not at ease, Ruby (Souheila Yacoub), the tribal look camgirl, and Elise (Noémie Merlant herself), the actress on the run from her relationship and a shoot in Paris where she kept the platinum blonde wig of an incarnation of Marilyn. Three women and a rascal – e’s neighbor