Ma Folie 2015 Review

Rating: ★★★★☆ (4/5 – Flawed, unforgettable, and deeply unsettling) Content Warnings: Self-harm, psychological abuse, flashing lights, audio gore.

If you’re tired of sanitized Hollywood thrillers and crave something that feels like a fever dream you can’t wake up from, let me take you back to 2015 and a little film that slipped through the cracks: Ma Folie . ma folie 2015

Rediscovering ‘Ma Folie’ (2015): A Descent into Obsession, Memory, and the French Underground Don’t try to “solve” it

If you can find it (check the Criterion Channel’s “Underground France” collection or your favorite private tracker), watch it alone, at night, with headphones. Don’t try to “solve” it. Let it wash over you. Set against the rain-slicked streets of Lyon and

Directed by the enigmatic Élise Vasseur (in her sophomore feature), Ma Folie is not a horror film in the traditional sense—it’s a psychological pressure cooker. Set against the rain-slicked streets of Lyon and the claustrophobic interiors of a crumbling art commune, the film follows (a stunning performance by Marguerite Thierry), a 28-year-old archivist who begins losing her grip on reality after inheriting a trunk of unsent love letters from a grandmother she never knew. The Plot (Without Spoilers) The tagline on the original French poster read: “L’amour n’est pas une folie. La possession, si.” (Love isn’t madness. Possession is.)