Esther Zuckerman

Yeah.

Or is she just sort of such a like wild pre-rolling that she's like, I don't know, this guy's weird.

Let me figure out what his fucking thing is.

Everyone at the party is kind of a little confused, but like, oh, wow, a Frenchman.

How interesting.

Comes up that he's a composer.

They ask him to sit at the piano.

He sits there very intensely and then just starts like mashing the keys with his fists.

To the point that you're like, he's been rumbled.

Yeah.

And then you're like, it's just like there are moments of tonality within it.

I think it is.

But you don't totally know.

Is it him saying, fuck you?

Is it, this is the kind of composing I do?

You don't know.

And you wonder, like, is this him revealing that he's never touched a piano before in his fucking life?

And then he, like, comes around and, like, plays this beautiful piece and does this spoken word poetry over that is, like, translated in real time.

And it's Depardieu in close-up while playing a piano, basically looking down the barrel of the lens with tears in his eyes.

And I'm like, this is undeniably effective.