I was shocked in Rough : when the father watches the video of the gang rape of his daughter; when the Toronto policeman reaches out to Fanny, saying, "It's OK"; and when Fanny looks at Damien, in court, and says that the smells of the customers will never leave her.
But the most striking scene is when, leaving the youth center, Fanny eats with her family and her grandmother adored a cake on which is written: "Fanny, we love you". I broke down.
For me, Fugueuse is a series that speaks above all of the strength of the family. We hate them, we love them, we get bored, we run away from them. But in the end, they are the ones who save us.
RIGHT IN THE HEART
This upsetting series turned me upside down. I missed a few episodes and I watched burst the last four hours Rough, Illico. Phew!
When we cash them one after the other, when we do not have a week to recover from his emotions, the episodes are punches that leave us no respite.
I have already written here how ridiculous the good souls who reproached the series for being too realistic. If Fluffy had not shown so "frontal" the gloomy reality of young prostitutes, not sure that Ludivine Reding would have received so many messages from young women telling him how much they recognized themselves in his story.
Thanks to author Michelle Allen and director Éric Tessier, we have seen violence and sex on TV, without any gratuitous violence or titillating sex.
Moreover, the director Tessier, who is not his first weapons, said he had never shot scenes as upsetting in his career.
Runaway has not just been a hit rating. It was a social phenomenon. For ten weeks, we all became Fanny's extended family. We all wondered what we would have done if our child had run away. Would I have been in kindness, like Mamie Manon, who says that we have not listened enough to Fanny? Would I have been a more authoritarian and pro disciplinary parent, like the father?
We must also, as a society, ask ourselves what model is offered to young girls when we sell them the idea that happiness goes through bling-bling, when we trivialize alcohol and drugs when we put our ass everywhere at all sauces.
Should we really be surprised if hundreds of Fanny prefer to sell their body rather than work at the minimum wage when they are made to believe that they absolutely must have THE latest cell or LE handbag unavoidable?
"FANNYMANIA"
In closing, a word for the sorrowful spirits who did not like that The Journal makes its name with a story of runaway "as on TV".
When the series Les Bougon smashed the ratings and was a real social phenomenon, we called the "real cross-racers" "Bougon", saying that they were "like on TV".
And it did not shock anyone.
