In this quasi-autobiographical account of the tortured filming of A Ma Soeur's sex scenes, formerly dour feminist director Catherine Breillat holds tongue firmly in cheek as she demolishes the petty vanities of 'movie people' (including, gamely, her own honed auteur persona) while simultaneously cel...
In this quasi-autobiographical account of the tortured filming of A Ma Soeur’s sex scenes, formerly dour feminist director Catherine Breillat holds tongue firmly in cheek as she demolishes the petty vanities of ‘movie people’ (including, gamely, her own honed auteur persona) while simultaneously celebrating the alchemy of movies themselves.