Musotte

Summary

A bourgeois drawing-room dissolves into psychic quicksand when the winsome Musotte—petite, porcelain-doll of a Parisian seamstress—agrees to a marriage of convenience with the anaemic aristocrat Robert de Juvigny, whose consumptive cough is as fashionable as his monocle. Maupassant’s venomous quill, transplanted to the screen, turns every teacup into a hand-grenade: dowagers calculate dowries down to the last sou while Musotte’s pupils dilate at the sight of the swaggering journalist Jean Corte, a bohemian panther in a frayed frock-coat. The film’s iris-ins tighten like garrottes as flirtation escalates into fiscal blackmail; banknotes flutter across boudoirs like wounded doves while off-screen phonographs croon of honour. When Robert’s titled mother threatens to excise the family purse-strings, Musotte pivots from lamb to lioness, forging love-letters, pawning heirlooms, and staging a fainting spell in a cathedral so candle-glowed it resembles a Baroque confession booth. The climax—a single-take waltz at the Opéra masked ball—becomes a danse macabre: masks slip, fortunes evaporate, and a pistol hidden inside a bouquet of white lilacs fires not lead but a verdict on a society that auctions intimacy by the gram. The final shot freezes Musotte’s face reflected in a cracked mirror, half courtesan, half Madonna, as the camera retreats through curtained velvet and the city gaslights smear into Impressionist rot.

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