Marguerite
— A fascinating film inspired by the life of Florence Foster Jenkins, a wealthy American opera singer who sang for private audiences for three decades before giving a public concert at Carnegie Hall and receiving blistering reviews. (She died not long afterwards and Meryl Streep is playing her in a soon-to-be-released biopic directed by Stephen Frears.) In “Marguerite”, Catherine Frot perfectly plays Marguerite Dumont, a tone deaf French baroness with too much money who fancies herself to be an opera singer. She hosts invitation-only concerts at her estate and her guests all rave about her talent even though her screeching is obvious. Her husband and butler “protect” her from the truth while the servants put cotton balls in their ears whenever she's singing. It sounds like a set-up for a farce and, although there is some comedy in it, Frot’s Marguerite is so fragile and tender that you feel concern, not humor in the situation. Instead of being vaudevillian, the film considers when politeness becomes patronization, when encouragement become manipulation, whether art is in the eyes of the artist or the audience, in the power of music and of love, in the need for dreams and the effect of dreams fulfilled and dreams shattered. It’s also a gorgeous film, but perhaps in need of a bit more editing and it should have stopped about fifteen minutes earlier. That aside, Catherine Frot is incredible in the title role.
[2015. 129 min. Written and directed by Xavier Giannoli. Starring Catherine Frot, Denis Mpunga, Andre Marcon, and Michael Fau.]
http://variety.com/2015/film/reviews/marguerite-venice-telluride-film-review-1201581323/