Picture the scene: the new White House ballroom—gold leaf applied with a trowel and casino-style diplomacy. Invisible at the bar, Jean-Baptiste Poquelin (Molière) and Michel Audiard contemplate the spectacle. One adjusts his wig in the face of such imposture, while the other readies a volley of words for the ‘idiots who dare anything.’ Jean-Baptiste Poquelin and Michel Audiard, incognito, leaning against the bar of the brand-new ballroom inaugurated by Donald Trump at the White House! Before them, the spectacle of the court, the fans, and the sycophants. One wields the alexandrine to strike down hypocrisy, the other an ‘argot’ machine gun to blast away stupidity, but both aim dead center.
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