Ma Mere

“Ma Mere” with Isabelle Huppert was last night’s movie choice. I think it had something to with a mother spearheading her teenage son’s sexual rite of passage. I thought the film was terrible, not because I’m a prude. The film was uninteresting and uncomfortable. The only thing it had going for it was the shock value and that got old quickly. It was as forgettable as “The Piano Teacher” was interesting.

Not even Isabelle Huppert could have saved this movie. I didn’t care about the characters and I didn’t want to know their stories. I didn’t what made the woman the way she was or what demons were haunting her. I just wanted the movie to end.