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At 50 years of age, Alain Delon was just as hunky as ever, in a different way from his Purple Noon days -- more built, more rugged, incredibly handsome rather than pretty. In short, fabulous.

Delon here plays Daniel Pratt, an ex-police officer whose daughter was killed by a vigilante group that goes around shooting criminals. Her boyfriend was a thief and takes her along on a robbery, though she objects and urges him not to be involved. The hooded vigilantes kill all of them.

Pratt, living on an island now, travels to France with the idea of seeking revenge.

Delon, who formed his own production company in the '70s, co-wrote, produced, starred in, and even sang the song over the final credits, I Don't Know, with Phyllis Nelson. José Pinheiro directed.

Delon, of course, showcases himself at 50, doing a difficult gym workout, fighting, jumping, running, and letting us see his chest. Toward the end of the film, he does a circus clown act. It was all fine with me.

In the final song, Nelson has a terrific voice, and Delon and his French accent provide the sex.

You can see I'm a bit prejudiced.