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We no longer present Laurent Delahousse, presenter France 2, the most elegantly disheveled and the least shaved of these men-trunk having the art of spoiling the weekend in "access prime time". He has just announced a new delivery of his show, "One day, a destiny", dedicated to Catherine Deneuve.
The offending lady does not seem to have tasted the true value, as evidenced by this letter sent to Télérama and of which we deliver the entirety here, contrary to other media endless more to rehearse some bits of sentence not always well extracted from their context:
"This is a first clbad funeral: you could have waited a few more years! A superficial and morbid portrait to perfection. Life flown over, dramatic events multiplied, interviews with people I have not seen for decades and who barely know me. Even the charming Philippe Labro, who always has an opinion on everything, was rather the friend of my sister.
But it is the mixture of fiction and real document that seems to me the most heartbreaking. And a plan that I can not forgive you: a hand on the touch of a car in which my sister will explode a few minutes later. Followed by the true images of the accident … It's unworthy. You produced it, this film, watched and commented, it will always be unbearable. Abstain perhaps from a second part that you announced. "
And pan, in your face! It is true that, in the genre, Laurent Delahousse is a kind of recidivist. One of his previous shows, devoted to the late Michel Serrault, lingered long on the death of one of his two daughters, part of another car accident. And there, the same pathos, the same staged reconstructions. With a fake Serrault banging his head against a real wall, at the announcement of the death of his daughter; and always the eternal questioning: "What does it do to lose the flesh of your flesh? "
Not good. Do you have others like that?
Journalists well educated and skilled in the arts know that Catherine Deneuve is reluctant to answer questions about her private life – she was the mistress of the most beautiful lovers, but never made media trade – and, above all, to those related to the death of Françoise Dorléac, her beloved sister, the one she refers to precisely in the documentary and the letter in question. It's his right and his honor. Which have been, for a long time, respected by a profession yet not necessarily known for its more or less worldly elegance.
On the side of France 2 and Laurent Delahousse, we try to minimize: "In ten years of existence and more than one hundred portraits, we have never received a lawsuit. " This is not the question, knowing that Catherine Deneuve does not seem to want to take the case to court. better: "This portrait of Catherine Deneuve took eight months of work. " Eight months for that? It is unclear how much they are paid in the public service, but it is surely too much.
Today, Laurent Delahousse, self-proclaimed paragon of journalism "Anglo-Saxon", "Incisive and without concessions"it is said that he also poses as a commentator on the political thing. About yellow vests: "We feed a foul beast …", as said on France 5. What imagination and where will he look for all this? But, knowing that those who are like the moon never rest, the gandin is now dreaming filmmaker, since embarking on the seventh art with his Mr.devoted to a Jean d'Ormesson who, in spite of everything, did not deserve such a posthumous punishment; movie of which even The world tells us that it comes under a "Fascination bordering the obscene"…
Obscene … that's the word.
* If it is right and good to feminize the professions once male, the opposite is just as welcome, is not it?
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