With “Désordres”, Florence Foresti goes smoothly (and in eight episodes) quarantine and her famous crisis

The humorist touches with a series, broadcast on Canal+ from October 3, evoking the crisis of quarantine in a more personal tone than usual.

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The beginning recalls one of the best known sketches of the humorist, and one of his cult replicas: “At half past 8, between my daughter and me, there is one of the two who is disgusting. “(Madame Foresti, 2014). After annoying himself against her customary morning delay, Florence Foresti sends her daughter to school, pretends to suffer by saying goodbye, then turns around and resumes her breath, obviously relieved.

In disorders, the series which she co -wrote and which she interprets for the original creation label of Canal+, it is however less question of maternity than her modern corollary: children without children. Sometimes without a man, but always with girlfriends and aperitif.

There are four of them tightening their elbows around a bottle of rosé. One is single and childless, “free and happy”, another layer with a married man, the third plague against his ex. In the middle, Florence Foresti, in a very autobiographical role, never ceases to go through the quarantine and her famous crisis. Without hypocrisy, it makes it an object of inspiration and the subject of a confession, in tone more personal than what the humorist had accustomed us. >

It has already been a few years since the humorist is 40 years old, at least since his generational sketch “old or not old” – “I know that I am old, I smoked in planes, guys!”. And besides, this age, specific to nostalgia but also to self -mockery and renewal in love, suits him pretty well. We understand that she dwells there. Especially since the competition is tough and that it is rather part of the old -fashioned comics, without microphone or stool.

The action of disorders is a few years ago, just before the launch of his Epilogue show (2018). She tells about it here the painful genesis, without knowing what is the share of truth or fiction, between a move, the alternate guard of her daughter, her problems of Wi-Fi and a solitude ill-filled by her house employee , her dog Bernie and, above all, this man in a tart collar shirt who is embedded at home when she has the least want to see him.