The situation of the women in François Ozon’s new film is miserable. France’s probably most productive director, 22 films in 25 years, repeatedly tells of a society in which the power between the sexes is more than unbalanced. “8 Women” was set in the 1950s, “The Jewel” in the 1970s. This time, in “My Fabulous Crime”, we are in Paris in the thirties – chauvinism reigns in all walks of life: its main characters, an actress without engagements and a lawyer without clients, who live together in a cramped attic apartment, have no money, may soon be sitting already on the street and otherwise don’t have much to say, in politics and law, not in culture anyway, actually not even in love.
“My fabulous crime” in the cinema: playing with the truth – culture
