CRITICAL – Celine Dion’s fake biopic and real comedy, Valérie Lemercier’s film brilliantly mixes fascination and derision.
Valérie Lemercier may defend herself from having signed a parody of the life and career of Celine Dion, we laugh a lot at the vision ofAline, false biopic and true comedy, mixture of fascination and derision. We can care less about the singer from Quebec and appreciate the performance of the actress-director. Here she finds a subject to the excess of her talent. Lemercier reinterprets the highlights of Celine’s rise, from her childhood to her lonely glory in a Las Vegas casino, a golden prison for an abandoned queen, doomed to a limo-work-sleep routine in a disenchanted show business industry.
Aline Dieu was born in Quebec at the end of the 1960s. Fourteenth offspring of Sylvette and Anglomard, the girl plays the violin and pushes the song. Lemercier leaves no one else the task of interpreting the future star at this age, thanks to a digital special effect that allows her face to be embedded on a little girl’s body. This oddity allows him