With "The Piano Accident," Quentin Dupieux plays the brutal card

Everything is horrible down here, more than ever. Magalie Moreau, known as "Magaloche," has every right to be angry—against everyone, everyone, everything, and anything—because it's unbearable to have as one's sole perspective on existence the imperative task of wallowing 24/7 in the ugliness, stupidity, and injustice of the world. Watching her massacre her body on video platforms in ever more ingeniously brutal reels —what's it like to be run over by a monster truck or have your legs smashed in with a baseball bat by the passenger of a car traveling at 130 km/h? –, the massive audience of the young girl who became an internet star thanks to congenital insensitivity to pain (CIP) may not have fully realized it, but there is undoubtedly a link with her deep hatred of everything and what she has inflicted on herself since adolescence to entertain the gallery. And because the world is what it is – horrible, therefore – the gallery very probably doesn't care.

So over the years, Magalie Moreau has become a mutant – a super-compact mass of resentment, anger, muscles, bones and tendons permanently destroyed and mended, a painful sex symbol under her anarchic boyish hairstyle and the rings disguising her smile, like the image of hell on earth of which she is a living symbol. A mutant in the service of the spectacle and its degenerate society, eminently “Dupieuxian” in her star look against type