Le Miaoupris
2026 · 2m
Directed by Jean-Luc Grochart
Tones: absurdist, darkly comic, whimsical
At Chapri, Brigitte Chardot, a four-legged star, wonders whether her human loves her for her velvet paws or her silky coat — an existential miaow-drama that turns to hissing when the question arises of who looks down on whom after someone has pooped on the rug.
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A two-minute cat ontology that weaponizes bathroom humor into genuine philosophical vertigo—Grochart's getting at something about power and gaze that makes the poop-on-the-rug bit devastatingly subversive rather than cutesy, which is exactly the kind of premise that makes you laugh and then feel slightly unmoored.
Grochart positions this squarely in the lineage of anthropomorphic absurdist shorts, but the formal restraint—the whimsy never collapsing into sentiment, the editing that lets questions breathe before the rug incident pivots the entire moral register—suggests a filmmaker conversant with Beckett and early Vigo.
The crucial move here is tonal: the shift from velvet-paws tenderness to hissing revelation isn't a joke punchline but a sonic and performance choice that reframes every preceding beat, and Brigitte's voice work does that pivot on a knife edge in a way that justifies the film's entire existential gambit.