"With regard to the hot-button issue of abortion, unlike similar-themed works such as Mike Leigh's VERA DRAKE (2004), Chabrol refuses to head into sentimentality of snot and lachrymose excretion, Marie reckons her act as a means to earn money and help those really in need, without much qualms (only later she tentatively asks Lulu, do fetuses have souls? And Lulu shoots back a piercing zinger). Even when a philoprogenitive mother (Blanc, her confession is delivered with pluperfect poignancy) dies after the homespun procedure, there is no compunction can be found on Huppert's steely face, only commiserations. For Marie, it is a risk entailed, she did nothing wrong, and it doesn't stop her to take the fee, the film's pro-choice stance is unbending and cogently asserted."
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