“Marguerite” is the best proof of laughable talent

By Jenny A.

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 It’s 1921, the beginning of the Roaring Twenties. Not far outside of Paris, the eccentric (and exceedingly wealthy) Marguerite Dumont prepares for her annual recital. When she sings, she sings wholeheartedly, bearing her soul—but she’s also terribly out of tune. Existing in a bubble created in part by her husband and doting staff, who stroke her ego in order to protect her, and her sadistic audience, who encourage her to perform purely for their own amusement, the delusion that she’s a talented diva continues to grow.When a young, provocative journalist writes a rave review of her latest private performance, Marguerite decides to train for her first public recital, forcing those around her to finally confront the lie they’ve helped create. During 127 minutes, you will see different frailties with tragicomedy. It’s a film full of suspense lasts until the final frames but the best part is when the main character wants to sing as part of her life with challenges despite her “singing” is painfully, wretchedly, and overwhelmingly awful. Clearly Marguerite is a woman of Socialite and she has been blissfully congratulated by her social circle but mistakenly misguided for her “talent”.  Marguerite becomes an easy victim of her lack of opera high notes and the end is disastrous. A well French film  with English Subtitles that invites you to see the most terrifying opera show.