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Three hours of vomit, fellatio and menstruation: Isabelle Huppert on Phaedra(s)

The French legend brings the most sexually unhinged French drama in years to the Barbican next week. She explains what it takes to tackle this epic

4 June 2016

9:00 AM

4 June 2016

9:00 AM

Isabelle Huppert does nothing by halves. And she doesn’t, I think, care greatly for journalists. She expects them to ask stupid questions. Sitting before me in an airless room in the eaves of Paris’s Odéon-Théâtre de l’Europe, she is tiny, dressed entirely in black and more or less unsmiling.

Lily-skinned, red-haired, and with a fabulous curl in her upper lip, she’s appeared in more than 100 film and TV productions.

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‘Phaedra(s)’ is at the Barbican from 9–18 June. An Isabelle Huppert retrospective is at Ciné Lumière from 2–12 June.

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