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Loue-moi, Coline Assous & Virginie Schwartz, 2017

Dear Léa (and Bertille, I know you’re reading this over Léa’s shoulder),

I hope you’re doing great and Bertille didn’t die on the plane to Chile. Are you still renting yourself as a living?

I have to say it’s quite a brilliant idea the two of you had when you decided to create “rent a partner”. It’s like being an escort girl except you don’t have to be pretty. Just a college drop out. And it’s working! What a time to be alive! I might do just like you, if everything else fails. Less work than becoming a stripper, you know.

Maybe I shouldn’t be telling you that. Well… if you didn’t want anybody to steal your idea, you shouldn’t have made a movie about it.

Speaking about the movie… I was expecting it to get boring once the love story was unveiled but it DID NOT! You and Bertille kept on talking about things more important than boys: like her irrational fears of germs, palm oil, sugar, salt, the sun, feet… well basically everything except you and that weird boyfriend of hers. (That bitch is crazy, I hope you know that)

You passed the bechdel test. Congratulation!

Now I hope you don’t let it get to your head because for once your life wasn’t revolving around some guy. It’s a warning, don’t let Raphaël dictate your life. I know he is cute and everything, but giiirl you’re cuter!

In the words of the great Meredith Grey: