In his new only-in-scène, the humorist takes hold with relaxation his non-Manichean vision of relationships between the sexes.
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What a return with a fanfare! See you almost 49, Florence Foresti confirms her title of “boss” of humor. The time, dominated by the #MeToo wave, has never inspired this stubborn and singular observer of men-female relations. With Boys, Boys, Boys, her new only one in an unequivocal title, she enjoyed talking about seduction.
In the role of the single and “harassment” fifties because in bad love, the humorist summons both the conflict of generations and the war of the sexes, with a mixture of conviction and benevolence. His age obsesses her, the air of time questions her. “Women victims, predatory men, it’s very sexist as a vision,” she says, provocative. Florence Foresti has occupied the scene with her banter for twenty years. Would she have taken a stroke of old? Rather, she seems to have acquired the necessary perspective to take a skillfully offbeat look at men, women and who dominates who.
How, today, find shoe at your foot “when you have flight hours”? An old ? A quadra? A young ? A woman ? Her frantic quest, full of self -mockery, brings her back with skillful to prehistory, search on the side of God, and even wonder about the sexuality of chimpanzees. With its incredible energy, its acute sense of rhythm and formula, Florence Foresti captures attention and triggers hilarity. Never vulgar, always sassy, often subtle, his show has memorable passages.
Using one of her favorite subjects – this badly fucked up human body – you have to see it embody a baroque Italian stylist who set out to draw a vulva, accumulating “draped, fabrics, ruffles, button and Hood “. Or explain why the first man got up. “Because it was a woman and that she wanted peace!” Or take inspiration from the new lexicon of the XXI e century to twist it: “I recognize myself in non -binary people, Transgender people, those who do not recognize themselves in their bodies, it speaks to me. I do not recognize myself at all in this old body. I identify myself as a 32 -year -old woman. , I am not elderly, I have the right! “
salutary outspokenness
Attached, since Mother Fucker (2009), to tell us about her mother’s wanderings, Florence Foresti is again unpaid when she describes, with a salutary franc-parller, her daily with her daughter, aged 15. His story of tasty anecdotes will delight the parents of teens.
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