
The action takes place in Paris in the 1860s and 1880s. The main character is an old scribe, obsessed with a noble passion for ancient manuscripts. One day, he helped a poor woman who lived next door by sending her a cup of broth and a log for the fireplace. Bonar soon forgot about his deed. Eight years later, he received an old manuscript as a gift, which he had long dreamed of, and was surprised to learn that the giver was the woman he had helped in a difficult moment.
This film’s ambition is betrayed by its lack of substance.
Overall, 18 Presents feels more like a soap opera than a drama, and I feel bad for saying that since the concept is based off a tragic story (even though it’s loosely). I’m sure other people will find this film emotional for them, but as for me, it’s bland and forgettable.
The more biting satire is reserved for those on top of the power structure, such as the police, while those occupying lower levels are given more nuance and likability, even if they operate on the wrong side of the law. This principle gives Deep Cover its heart.
"Hustlers" returns power to groups that are traditionally deprived of it: women, the working class, and sex workers.
Tarantino's alternative history of the 1960's uncritically repeats the era's sexist and racist stereotypes.