The France wherein jihadists have slaughtered innocents is the France of the 2008 film, Skirt Day—a scathing picture indeed.
Here, Sonia, a public high school teacher who often wears skirts, is trying to teach a drama course to wild, disrespectful immigrant kids from Muslim backgrounds. (They hate skirts.) Astonished to find that a thuggish African boy has a pistol in his possession, Sonia grabs it and is badly bullied for her trouble. Now in shock—and feeling vindictive—she unintentionally shoots the boy in the leg and takes the students hostage, though only with the aim of delivering this day’s school lesson. A police detective, Labouret, is sent to investigate and remedy the situation. Sonia’s estranged husband, too, arrives at the school, enraged at the principal who has long failed to adequately help Sonia with discipline problems.
The film tells us that Muslim boys have learned to be misogynistic, and even misogynistic criminals. They also use the word “kike.” French society here is choking on its racial-ethnic insanity but, what is more, it witnesses the awful weakening of the institutions of school and marriage—and of French customs. The result is that people feel deracinated and fretful. Labouret, for example, understands that his marriage is at an end. Personal angst is running high.
The director-writer is Jean-Paul Lilienfeld (talented), the actress who plays Sonia is Isabelle Adjani (talented—and superlative here). The film’s climax is not that good, but everything else is dramatically skillful and unspeakably provocative, with a sprinkling of bitter humor. Skirt Day may be the most politically honest and disturbing French artwork since The Camp of the Saints.
(In French with English subtitles)