François Ozon has a quicksilver touch, shifting easily from stark drama to frothy comedy with each new film. This one looks to be a frothy affair, but there’s a radical streak running through Potiche. With Catherine Deneuve in one of her finest comic roles and Gérard Depardieu as her foil, this is a French farce with a lot on its mind.
In 1977, in the small town of Sainte-Guenole, Suzanne Pujol (Catherine Deneuve) lives the life of a traditional housewife, doting on her grumpy husband, Robert (Fabrice Luchini), who spends his days running her family’s umbrella business into the ground. To her husband and her two grown children, Madame Pujol is a trophy housewife with no real power; in other words, une potiche.
But when the workers of the umbrella factory go on strike to protest draconian working conditions, all hell breaks loose. Robert suffers a heart attack and is ordered to take time off to recover, and Suzanne is left to run the company with the help of her former beau, the town mayor, Maurice Babin (Gérard Depardieu). At first, she is the laughing stock of all the employees, but when she saves the faltering business and fosters the best working conditions in years, opinions quickly change. In fact, no one wants her husband to take back the reins once he’s recovered. But Mr. Pujol will not go down without a fight; using blackmail and forming secret alliances, he’s determined to win back his role as head of the company and head of his household. However, once this veritable Pandora’s box of deception has been opened, Monsieur Pujol will find out that Madame Pujol has more than one trick up her sleeve.
Deneuve is positively luminous as the matriarch learning to flex her muscles, and Depardieu is wonderfully endearing as the passionately Marxist mayor, who still holds a flame for his old petite amie. Delightful, empowering and charming, Potiche is filled with a stylish and charismatic je ne sais quoi.
One of the most provocative and vibrant filmmakers to emerge during the 1990s, French director François Ozon has distinguished himself with dark, mordantly psychological films that draw their impact from Ozon’s frank and often disturbing explorations of transgression and sexuality. Combining wry humor, sensitivity, and subversive insight with a talent for manipulation, Ozon has earned comparisons to Hitchcock and Chabrol, directors whose works have provided ample inspiration for the young director as he has staked out his own, impressive territory in the cinema. Born in Paris in 1967, Ozon became interested in filmmaking at a young age. The son of bourgeois intellectuals, he was influenced by such Hollywood-based European directors as Hitchcock, Max Ophuls, and Jean Renoir, and also found great inspiration in the films of Rainer Werner Fassbinder (one of Fassbinder’s early plays would later inspire Ozon’s Water Drops on Burning Rocks). After earning a master’s degree in cinema, Ozon… read more
A miscast Deneuve still makes it watchable,but just about. Just a silly story of a wealthy woman finally coming into her own. Not much in the plot to allow the audience to think.
A delightful little piece of sweet nothing, this pâstiche is similarly wonderful and terrible - just as it should be. Ozon is at his best when his ironic strokes are added to melodrama, and if you liked "8 Women", you're going to enjoy this one.
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