2001 / Catherine Breillat > This is a flawed film, but one could argue that it is so by its own accord. Fat Girl is a frank dissection of adolescence, mental isolation and sex, a combination that puts the viewer in an awkward, even shameful position. The first third of the film does a tremendous job in setting up a girl’s first encounter with a sheep in wolves’ clothing where the dialogue, above all, is spot on. The middle third goes limp, and is driven simply by its predictability.

However, the finale remains the hotly debated topic, one that has made or broken the film for many. Typical of the French-speaking region, tension is built-up with an underlying sense that something will go wrong. And it is understandable that we believe in the world of circumstance, but circumstance is often an excuse for a cop-out. Was this a cop-out by Breillat? Unlike most films, here the answer doesn’t matter. The ending is poignant, unforgettable and leaves you amazed at your own capacity to find warmth in such an absurd situation.