La Vie en Rose, written by Olivier Dahan and
Isabelle Sobelman, directed by the former
The 2007
biopic of the French singer Edith Piaf aka La Mome from the original title has
been acclaimed as one of the best films of the year, Marion Cotillard winning
The Academy Award, Golden Globe, BAFTA and other prizes for her Best
Performance in a Leading Role.
Nevertheless,
the under signed thought that there are plenty of moments where the artist
misfired, the singer coming across as somehow “bête”, simple to the point of
lacking intelligence and perhaps making one wonder what is it so significant in
the life of this woman with a splendid voice that we have to watch the feature
for two hours and twenty minutes…
For there
are a multitude of people alas who have a terrible life, even in the present in
places like Syria, Eritrea, North Korea, Venezuela and even the rich world, and
very few of them see their experiences transported to the big screen – so what is
so special about La Mome?
Edith Piaf
has started her life in squalor and throughout the motion picture, there are flashbacks,
with the celebrity thinking back at her childhood, confrontation with her
drinking mother, the periods during which she went travelling with a circus and
then performed with her adult companion in the streets, to gain their
livelihood.
Despite the
sympathy, compassion felt for the struggling child, then the poor teenager and
even the young singer who gave performances in corners, for a few coins, the
grown up artist has a behavior, manner and attitude that are if not despicable,
at the very least arrogant, detestable.
Therefore,
there are quite a few scenes where we can admire the complexity of the
narrative, the fact that we do not have a boring main character, constructed on
just one direction, the star is both fragile, hit by trauma, sick and very
quickly aged, but she is also too haughty, self-absorbed from one stage on:
Edith Piaf does whatever she pleases…or words to that effect, coming
from the mouth of a woman who was far from handsome, whose account on many
aspects of her life we would just have to believe seem to make her unlikeable.
When she is
only a child of about six, she suffers from an affliction, she has to keep her
eyes covered for quite a long time and she is in danger of losing her sight, or
at least that is what those around her believed.
The fact
that she is practically abandoned by her mother, and then has to live in a brothel,
with kind sex workers – prostitutes as they were then called – must have had a serious
psychological impact, especially when coupled with her travelling with the
circus, then living in destitution, practically on the streets.
Her first
forced singing happened in a public space, as her adult guardian was showing
his skill as a contortionist, gymnast to people gathered on the street, one
woman asks what the girl can do and he feels that she needs to do something,
anything so that they will receive some money.
The girl
sings La Marseillaise at a tender age, then we see her with another woman, her
best friend for a few tears, singing in Paris, near buildings, where Louis
Leplee aka Gerard Depardieu in his glory days has an idea about her talent,
gives her his card and invites the young woman to come to his club.
This is where
her career is launched, after the inspired Louis Leplee thinks of the names
that are used, offers La Mome Piaf, then
encourages, supports the young artist, up to the point where he is killed and
the heroine is interrogated by the police, because she used to have friends
from the criminal world.
Indeed, one
of them is shown trying to force her to become a whore, when he was not happy
with what she had brought from her singing, but the protagonist insists she
never became a sex worker – although there is a suggestion that she did not
select partners very well…not always.
Unfortunately,
the vices that plague so many famous musicians and celebrities, alcohol and drugs
would take their toll on Edith Piaf, with the caveat that in the case of La
Mome it can surely be argued that her suffering has been immense and she needed
soothing and refuge from pain.
When the
French singer travels to the United States, there are many, actually most
Americans reject her singing and manner, with few exceptions, one journalist in
– was it the New York Times? – says that America does not deserve this special
star.
The heroine
meets Marcel Carne, a boxer who fights for the World Championship title,
invites her to the restaurant where he is a regular customer, which offers some
burgers that Edith Piaf does not like, albeit she is very much taken with the
strong fighter, whose match she goes to watch.
He becomes
World Champion, the two have a love affair, but he dies in a plane crash,
making the already unstable, addicted woman even more absent, confused – she runs
through the house at one point to get the Cartier watch that she had bought as
a present for the boxer she thinks is in her bed, only to find that she has imagined
it, the man is dead.
Edith Piaf
says that one of her most –if not the most – famous songs describes her life
perfectly:
Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
C'est payé, balayé, oublié, je me fous du passé
Avec mes souvenirs j'ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
Balayé les amours avec leurs trémolos
Balayé pour toujours
Je reparts à zéro
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