The movie tells a hilarious, perhaps somewhat overdone story about the making of scoops. At the same time it shows a lot about Paris, especially some less known sides of it.
Two journalists, a writer and a photographer, cross Paris in search of news, especially scoops. Casually they pick up the children of one of them and forget them somewhere else. While they enter some of the darker sides of Paris in search of the children, their own newspaper is making a big story out of the disappearance of the children. Inspired by a tale of some paranoia mothers, the journalists themselves become (unknowingly) the suspects of the disappearance of their children. This gives the newspaper a big scoop. Never mind that they discover later that the children are quietly sleeping at home, the scoop is there to sell.
The movie looks a little bit dated and contains quite a few technical imperfections (the blood looks just like grease paint, the text is sometimes difficult to understand, etc.). However, I found it full of humor and nice little touches (scenes in a bar, empty bottle in the car, etc.).
Also, it shows top actor Philippe Noiret once again in quite a different role; the movie would be worth watching only for that but there is much more to be seen.
This movie seems to be almost forgotten by critics and publishers but it has good value.
