Xst almighty, this film is one hell of a load of BS. Frankly, if you even contemplate going to see it, think again. Fat Catherine Deneurve and positively obese Depardieu do not compensate for a terrible script and awful retro 70's ambiance that isn't even true to life. So we're supposed to get the irony of the double dealing characters - all of whom do the dirty on the others at some point. Really, who exactly are you supposed to empathise with? The Neanderthal father and CEO of an umbrella firm that has his name but is supposedly the company set up by his wife's grandfather (whose name can't possibly have been that of her husband) - unless we have incest as well as all the other shenanigans. And the daughter, who complains to her mother about her being a slave in her marriage turns on her mother and votes for her father to take back the management of the firm so that her mostly absent husband can take her new (given to her by her mother) role at the firm. Oh come off it. This is truly crap - and not even believable crap.
Review of Potiche
