Valeria Bruni Tedeschi is many things. She is an actress who spent the early years of her career making herself incomprehensible to the public and, despite her pedigree, to (left) critics. She is an actress who then found her perfect example in the role of the talented neurotic. She is the child of a dysfunctional, famous, rich and very snobbish French family. She is the sister, exempt from sisterhood, of Carla Bruni: former top model and former first lady, the one who married “the man with the atomic bomb” (he had it then) Nicolas Sarkozy. Valeria is a lump of contradictions. Which are also its beauty.
But the unconditional defense of the young boyfriend, Sofiane Bennacer, accused of three-rapes-three in the name of the presumption of innocence “which is a pillar of democracy”, means denying the ideological feminism of the me too and embracing right-wing guaranteeism. Worse than having a brother-in-law with a nuclear weapon, who at least doesn’t depend on her.