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From Dusk Till Dawn (1996)
The second half is a candidate for 100 worst movies in history
Just two movies in one single clip.
Starting with the usually bloodthirsty Tarantino, a well done crime story, a tad over the top what cruelty is concerned, but everything fits.
The second half, suddenly everything is completely different. After the famous dance of Selma Hayek everything turns into a badly and poorly done vampire story. Instead of the heroines cashing in on the loot of their crime, with the help of the hostages taken, everyone just has to fight vampires, because that's what the den where the perpetrators intend to find receivers for their stolen goods turn out to be. Suddenly the truckers' den is nothing but a vampire hell.
You know, with all the sort of crappy stuff, like garlic, crosses and wooden sticks through hearts and so forth.
Do yourself a favour, watch the fantastic dance of Selma Hayek elsewhere, and use your time for other things. Won't be difficult. Can't get worse than here.
And a pretty looong and badly done fight against vampires, that is.
The Haunting (1999)
So disappointing ...
... and I've been in love with Catherine for decades. Who the heck made here sign for this piece of nothing?
A no-story, a mediocre music, some good acting. But in a nonsensical clip like that even that won't help.
Were I an actor, I'd sue them for wilfully damaging my reputation.
My 3 go plainly for a partially well-done scenery.
With some moving beds, however, I thought it was a pale copy of The Exorcist. And everything just dark, the music with little variation, 'scary' sound effects.
I would suggest to start all over again. The general idea, the first 10 minutes or so, were promising. The scary part of the house keeper telling everyone that she's surely be leaving throughout the night. Cut. The rest spiralled down; ready for the waste paper basket.
Moontide (1942)
Well worth watching - and most strange
Ida Lupino can't be overestimated. She's plain great. Especially with Jean Gabin, who usually steals everyone else's show. Here he's barely able to do so. A in principle worthwhile story, but plotted on a weak and strange storyboard full of holes. Unfortunately, otherwise it might not have been a movie almost forgotten nowadays.
Who had the silly idea of giving Jean Gabin fake curly hair? Just to make him look younger?
Despite all, a movie that surpasses most stuff done nowadays. Almost no effects, plain acting and a (often strange) basic scenery keep the audience fascinated.
I do like the other characters around the heroines, also as contrast. The 'philosopher' played by Claude Rains, the 'doctor' with his bored female companions aboard, the various low-class people in their drinking joints, and the generic helpfulness of the majority around the two heroines.
The two directors might have 'helped' with the visible disparities popping up during the film.
One way or another, this is a must-see, if alone for the two main actors.
Fatal Attraction (1987)
Well done, though too linear and bloodthirsty
A good topic, interesting set and casting. A very good topic, indeed.
Though also pretty boring, since there are no twists and turns, straightforward to disaster. No, we don't really need almost two hours of watching all forth and back between a nice night spent together, and a brutal ending when one of the partners cannot let go. Exploring, and demonstrating all thinkable methods of trying to regain the attention of the object of desire is a tad like "50 ways to leave your lover": we don't actually have to explore all fifty.
And then the US-style: each and every drop of blood needs to be zoomed in.
A recommendable movie, recommendable to remind us how fast one-night-stands can go haywire. However, don't be shy to use your Fast Forward when you start to feel bored. You won't miss much.
Caché (2005)
Director's block
Never was I a fan of Haneke. So I tried another one, this one here, Caché.
Unfortunately, it didn't cure me. Haneke has good points, German points, that is points seen and rolled from a German perspective, hard, unforgiving, with an often motionless camera. Great passages are those when husband and wife quarrel. Very well set, scripted and acted.
For the rest, alas, pretty much of a bore. We start, see credits rolling across a video tape just taping the house of a family. For hours. Why? Intimidation, it seems. And sending tapes and drawings of a child-like drawing with a bloody throat. So far, very promising.
Only, in the end, we still don't know, who sent the tapes and drawings, neither why. That's quite a cheat on us, the unsuspecting audience.
What is obvious, is that Haneke tried to convince us of our colonial guilt. Be it a speeding, wrong one way street bike rider, the Algerian or his son (rather looking Ethiopian, though), who are decent, have honour, are conciliant and forgiving.
Reminds me of his Das Weisse Band. Haneke seems to be set on making us feel bad.
The good side is, showing that things are not as what they look from the outside. The supposed kidnapping, which was none. Daniel Auteuil crumbling away from an educated TV-presenter of culture to a bad-mannered, ill-tempered berserk.
I guess, even Haneke didn't know,who sent those tapes, and he didn't care, that neither he himself nor anyone else knows. It looks like he extended the plot, until yet another static camera films the encounter of the 12-year-old son with the son of the person that Auteuil had suspected early on, with more credits.
And if you asked about the author of the tapes, unlikely that it was the Algerian. Why would he, out of the blue, and 40 years later start a revenge on the person that kicked him out from his foster parents? And why would he try to lead him to his apartment by showing a guess-work videotape of the surroundings? Place Lenin, oh well, it was sheer luck that they found it.
And how did he know, and why would he place a tape recorder there, hidden, since he had no clue if Auteuil would ever pop in? And when?
And the second-last scene, again from the youth and the farm, doesn't show anything remarkable, either. That's what I had at least been hoping for: the movie comes to a close, and now we'll learn what happened to the Algerian when he was 6. Nothing to be seen, move along. End of the movie.
If you happen to come across Caché, one day, enjoy the good sides, great acting, understand the female character, and for the rest, don't bother trying to understand the plot as such. Just stick to 'what guilt can do with you'.
The Man in the Iron Mask (1998)
Clearly messy
A movie from the dark days of cinema, anywhere between the good old cinema and the yet to be developed new good cinema.
The typical outcome, when the director, bolstered with an enormous budget, and a vanity close to that of Philippe, try to please the audience du jour.
Enormous buildings., fantastic detail, silly SFX-generated backgrounds of castles, prisons and rivers. And nobody knows if you're filming a drama, a comedy, a historical film, or simply something to while the time away? The great actors can barely show their skills in this overloaded piece of cinema. Camera here, camera there, camera everywhere. Makro, zoom, anything.
Only, in the end, we don't know what we have seen, and why we watched it. Great theme, royal twins. Depardieu as clown. One size fits all. No, it didn't really fit me, at least.
Trapeze (1956)
A great old-time circus movie
Really old days, so to say, in retrospect from our sordid days of wokeness, victims, animal rights, whatever you want. And, of course, toxic masculinity. Competition, chivalry, all sorts of things that are not really fashionable in our days any longer. Here they can be seen naturally, embedded in a circus movie about two gifted trapeze artists, who are in love of the same, scheming woman, also a trapeze artiste. Whom does she really love? We'll soon going to find out ... .
Well done cinematographically, by binding the plot into a pretty realistic backstage environment of a circus of those days; and a very weil done recording of dangerous movie stunts. Remarkable also the choice of music, with "An der schönen blauen Donau" whenever a climax on the trapeze is developing.
Les aventuriers (1967)
A zero plot
How can any movie be better than 4/10, when there is no discernable plot? Is it Leticia, is it about the search for freedom or self-development, or is it just a silly and blatantly unbelievable crime story? You won't know in the end.
2 lone dreamers (racing car, flying) meet a very sympathetic and lovely, fresh and amusing girl. And after having lost everything, each of them, decide to go for a treasure hunt somewhere off the African coast. Strangely enough, always followed by a gang of brutal gangsters, who, for reasons nobody knows, pursue the trio all the while.
While there is great acting on the side of the three heroines, any plot, any script, that can easily go into the class of 'worst 100 in the history of cinema' can't be judged any better. And subsequently, no real recommendation can be given to watch this. Except you were a fan of Delon, Ventura or Shimkus, that is.
Les félins (1964)
A non-typical René Clément - who the hell put this one in the dust bin?
... of history?
Rarely shown jewel in the box of French black-and-white film noir. Alain Delon and Jane Fonda are great ingredients in a movie of a twisted story. Out of the believable, though, and yet.
9/10 alone for the subsequent steps of exposing the Real Truth(R) behind what goes on. And who of the félines, the wild cats, is actually the good one?
Alain Delon as the small gangster, a 'beau', but outwitted by whoever he deals with. Jane Fonda as the seemingly slight dumb but beautiful supposedly niece of the seemingly aloof millionaire widow. The charitable woman, who serves herself with whoever and whatever is around her, and whenever she feels the need.
A movie filled with scenes of (desired) sexual encounters, full of suspense, and never boring due to the ever evolving story.
Aside of the cars of those bygone days, it could be a Edgar Allen Poe of the nineteen sixties.
Go, get it, watch it, keep it. Preferably in French with subtitles. There is little useful dialogue, and zero philosophy in it. Subtitles suffice to tell you where the story goes. And you'll be surprised where it ends!
Charade (1963)
Impossible to top!
My earlier rating had been lower, but after many more reviews of failed marriages of Crime and Comedy, this one deserves a 10/10.
A movie like they don't do any longer, and probably can't produce any more. Perfect fits, Cary Grant and Audrey Hepburn. Except, of course, the difference in age. The man being twice as old as the woman. But those were the days ... .
Audrey is as attractive as Cary. One with presence, ability, humour, and much more. Though Audrey - despite of still being a real old-wold woman - isn't the shy, gray, obedient lady that we are told that the ladies were in those days before women's lib.
She is a well-educated, caring and most of all witty person. And cary the fatherly gentleman-type. That is, everything we are told these days that is would be 'right-wing'; if not extremism.
No, it's not. It's pure fun. I envy each of the two for their respective partners. The cast couldn't have been any better.
It would be a terrible loss to bypass this gem!
Lucky Jo (1964)
A failure worth seeing
It seems most difficult to marry comedy and crime. This is another example. Great cast, nice jokes, suspense.
The intense Nina Companeez, famous later for her "Dames de la cote", failed here. (She credited as primary dialogue writers)
The depths that such an undertaking requires wasn't met, however.
Superficiality poses no problem in comedy. But it tends to kill crime. And here, despite of an amazing and promising story, diving into the criminal element wasn't done in sufficient depth. On the other hand, all possible comedial possibilities were exhausted. At times detrimental to the crime part.
Therefore we end up with yet another past-time worthwhile watching; and at the same time deploring the missed opportunities.
To name just one single example: When father commissionaire asks for the photo of Jo, his son says it is missing in the files. Father then gives him two minutes to get it, if not he'll direct traffic in Martinique (so to say). He then rams his head at the closed door, falls to the ground. In that moment an agent enters, Jo's photo in his hand, 'it was at the printers'. If this is what we wanted to see, we'd be watching Laurel and Hardy.
Série noire (1979)
Not more than 6, though fascinating!
This is a fascinating movie; like I have rarely seen before.
From the beginning, dancing with imaginary situations and people in a deserted dreary suburb of Paris, it is simply captivating. It starts kind of bleak, until it develops into hell. And it is not the physical side. It is the psychological angle that glues us to the screen.
A kind of almost sympathetic young man, struggling with a very 'messy' partner, having to fulfill the expectations of his boss, seemingly showing sympathy for his brethren. And somehow, on a very slippery slope, we understand that all is play. He is a psychopath, nothing less.
Okay, his environs don't make it easy for him, just to the contrary, but he slips much faster down the slope and into serious crime, including murder, only to a achieve a mediocre result. And the longer the film runs, the more we learn that Bernard Blier describes him perfectly well as someone who has a stone where others have a heart.
In short, within very short time the weird dancer in the falling rain outside a gloomy Paris suburb converts himself into a murderer, without even a touch of guilt nor remorse.
Patrick Dewaere would have deserved all possible accolades (and a 10 out of 10 here) for his acting, his role of Franck. The script is well done, with respect to the decline of Franck. The actual case, the method of murder, police inquiry, killing yet one more person is just unbelievable. No interrogation, his boss trying to exhort half of the loot, and the end unfortunately don't make a useful story.
Neither does the prostitute who is forced into this business by her aunt, nor that she falls for Franck. The chemistry and psychology just doesn't match between Mona and Franck. Those fruitless conversations in the snow-covered suburbs don't help.
Never mind, this is a movie that you ought to see, for its fabulous string of things accelerating downhill with frightening speed.
And a movie that you'd probably never want to see again, because of its 'noir square' angle. I love film noir, but here you won't get a single minute of sun.
La vie de château (1966)
One of those almost forgotten gems of black-and-white French movies
Yet another worthwhile past-time of old French movies. A bit of everything, anti-war, comedy, love story, what else?
The story isn't great, but Rappeneau with Deneuve, Noiret, Brasseur, this one must not be missed.
A flawlessly made catch of love, hate and boredom of a bunch of people in 1945, while the allied assault on the French coast is underway.
Actually, with paratroopers about to be landing on the lawn of that castle! From the first minutes you wouldn't dare guessing that this is what is going to happen, with everyone concerned about apples (or just not).
I can only rate it as seven, alas, because of the unbelievable story. Starting with counting of apples, and ending with a complete transformation of one of the heroins, it's just not realistic.
Enjoy watching it, and don't expect a movie of serious narration.
Working Girl (1988)
Delightful past-time with real women's lib
This is a well-rounded movie to pass your time. Good actors, perfect settings, good cast, good cinematography. A bit of women's lib, if not to call it feminism. Though the feminism of the old century.
Oh, well, I forgot, that the movie also has some pretty nice elements of comedy.
For the non-US viewers it might be disturbing, and most strange, to have this rigid hire-and-fire manoeuvre. Though it is quite correct. Easy hire easy fire.
Despite all of this, it can't be more than a 7/10. That's because it misses the spice, the chili. It's like a dish with salt and pepper only. Nice, well cooked from good ingredients, but the chili is missing. The special spices or herbs. It moves along at an entertaining manner, and then its over. Not more. Nothing to really stir the viewers thought. No real climax. Just out and over and end.
Light comedy with an uplifting touch. Well recommendable!
Une ravissante idiote (1964)
Have to watch it in French. Partially hilarious!
This is a bit of everything, a serious crime story about a dossier that needs to be stolen, a minor part of a love story between the hero and the heroine, a slight tad of crime, and a good amount of comedy.
Perkins speaking French, fluently, the only thing he's able to achieve in his role in this movie. Bardot with a fortunate role, fortunate, because she can do a bit more than just being a sexy puppet.
The cast is great, the script, however, lackadaisical. Some really funny scenes intertwined, like when police cars try to stop their car, with a cadaver on the back seat. The old lady lying on the carpet, with her feet erect, like in "The Trouble with Harry".
Unfortunately, some of the 'funny' scenes are unfunny. Like Perkins chased by an aspirator, very silly laughing of Bardot (played in from tape), and some more, like the 1920s slapstick with Perkins and the fight with dog and shoe. This is the problem of the script, though. They tried to put everything and anything into this movie.
When I watched it for a second time, I saw it much differently, since I knew the complete plot, including the ending. Bardot is pretty good at doing what her role is demanding from her in the light of the complete plot.
Sherlock Holmes in New York (1976)
A movie without love lost at its making
Once again, it IS possible to waste actors and topics in a movie that looks like it just so happened because there was some kind of topic ("Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty") and a few great actors at hand.
Logical flaws at solving the problem don't help (elevators do not move with a constant velocity, precisely, with less than 1 percent of accuracy).
Now Sherlock has a son with a world-renown actress, who has been kidnapped to prevent Holmes from interfering by threatening his son's death. Moriarty happens to foolishly find a very simple hiding place of Sherlock's son, so that he can be retrieved most easily.
Roger Moore is a mediocre cast for Sherlock Holmes, Macnee is a possible Dr. Watson, with a coarse voice and some funny lines. Charlotte Rempling is herself, but without any chemistry between her and Sherlock.
It would be watchable, if it was the only Sherlock Holmes or the first one. Here it isn't more than a mediocre remake of an old topic, without much effort on the side of the script and directing.
Boulevard du Rhum (1971)
Wastage of actors, time, and topic
Two hours of mostly boredom. No Lino Ventura and no Brigitte Bardot can help at a movie that is concocted from various small scenes that could have been encountered under the umbrella topic of smuggling alcool during Prohibition.
A captain and alcool smuggler lets himself being shot at with live ammunition for money. Then he buys a new ship from the money gained from that exercise, and instead of smuggling alcool, he follows the screenings of a movie star (BB) throughout the Caribbean. Until he finally happens to come across her incidentally at some remote beach. They fall in love, and remain happy until she decides to marry someone else.
That's about the worst that one can do from the topic of 'running rum' during Prohibition.
From my angle, I wouldn't even wanted to watch this one again, if there was nothing else available.
Les dames de la côte (1979)
A real pearl!
This one came as a huge surprise to me. It seems almost forgotten, while 'in those days' half of France was glued to the TV screens.
A ground-breaking movie, at least for those days, and still for today. A lot of different layers, especially the anti-war side of it, has taken me in, today, in 2024, with the war in Ukraine. In 1980 and 1990 we were confident that the times of wars was over, in Europe, for eternity. This series reflects it; depicts war as something of the past. And it doesn't show the atrocities at the front, rather the life of a bourgeois place, close to the coast, in the hinterland.
Intertwined we experience an almost brutal implosion of that bourgeois society; and a likewise explosion of feminist individualism. (The latter actually was the major intention of the director.) From the 'women in the shadow of the man' of pre WW-I, we can follow emancipating women from all levels of that rural society. Blanche as most happy servant and naive girl through to a very determined and self-assured person, stating "I can never ever be a servant again!". Actually, nobody has changed more than Blanche during the series. Georgette, from servant to pretending to be standing above the rest by giving up her body to the rich. Until she fell (almost unbelievable, though) in love with a young lover, to just pass time. Mad with love, literally.
The heroine, Funny, can't change THAT much, in comparison to Blanche, since she stems from a bourgeoise family. And yet, we can by observing her see that the old role model of the woman is breaking down and falls apart.
Later, and earlier in cinema, Jean Renoir described the breakdown of the bourgeoise society in his "La Grande Illusion".
Love can't be missing, why actually?, and we see a love triangle developing around Funny. And the torments that develop from the new role of the 'woman in emancipation'. Why I usually am suspicious of 'feminist' movies, here I am not. The woman are not depicted in a 'woke' sense; like they were 'better beings'. Rather, we see a bunch of lovable and caring as well as heartless - up to despicable - characters.
As I wrote above, the woman come out of the conventional closet. The grandma is lovable, funny, determined, Funny is attractive, though very indecisive and almost self-centered, Blanche is the uneducated, most lovable of all. The wife of Louis Hérart is the worst, a totally self-centered person. She displays horrible attitudes. Something, that movies of now, 50 years later, often try to avoid, and rather celebrate against masculine toxicity.
I can't rate the series higher, alas, since there is just a too high density of tristesse. (Dear Nina Companeez, we will believe your message, also without painting duplicate layers of suffering.)
And, sorry to say, too much Funny Ardent. Despite of her deserving a '10' easily here, we could have done with more 'les dames de la cote' and less with 'Funny et les dames de la cote'.
Overall, a most remarkable series, worthwhile to watch, and watch again, over and over, and digest its messages. We are not in WW-I, though love, betrayal, cold-heartedness, and most of all not wasting the few days of our earthly life with vain activities - here we can learn a lot.
The Blue Gardenia (1953)
Really nice entertaining crime, pretty light
Fritz Lang, as always, knew what he was doing. He seemed to be not too interested, though, and let the first quarter of an hour just drag along. Definitively too long.
Then the movie speeds up, with the heroine in doubt, and trying hard to avoid being caught. Lang is always good at psychology and inner tremor. Doubts. While the police are circling in on the heroine, tension and relief and even some light comedy slip in. This is about where Fritz Lang seemed to have been interested in the movie, until - a nice twist - the murderess reveals herself without any need; thinking she had no more way out.
And that's also when Fritz Lang seemed to have lost interest and just rounded the movie up, quickly. The whole thing ends with another comedy, playing on the same topic as in the beginning: phone numbers.
Definitively a must-see for Fritz Lang fans, and surely a can-see if you wanted a more light-hearted, entertaining crime story.
I envy our compatriots, who had the opportunity of living in those days of chivalry, beautiful, and playful, women! In what dreary times are we living ... !
The Woman in the Window (1944)
Nice litte past-timer
A well done movie, with good actors, a partially unbelievable plot (like a small, rather thin man carrying the body of an overweight brute through city and forest).
Dan Duryea is doing a copy of "Too late for tears". And another copy - or precursor. Lauren Bacall pops up in front of me, in tone and way and speaking. Over and over. "You know how to whistle", included!
Lauren Bacall does it better, though, with more elegance, but from today onward I know that hers was a copy.
Fritz Lang always knew how to draw up a crime movie. I wished he'd done more of this type of stuff. "The Ministry of Fear" is my favorite, though.
Why 7? The letdown is - as openly described in the synopsis - the end. As if there had been no alternatives left to chose, than the one presented. Like a 'we-will-fix-it-and-end-it-in-two-minutes'.
Logically correct, and yet only an easy way out.
The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes (1970)
A silly mis-cast
5 points for nothing.
There are a lot of various Sherlock Holmes, and I usually enjoy them. I do like Colin Blakely, passed away too early. He gave a superb Stalin, and many other items. Here he is a mis cast. Compared to the Dr. Watson, of e.g. Nigel Bruce, here we have to make with a silly dimwit. No standing, no personality.
And Holmes is worse. His lines are not written by him, but Robert Stevens doesn't make for charismatic detective. He is rather do the opposite. A young chap fumbling with reality. Ronald Howard was light years ahead in the TV series 1954-55.
Genevieve Page is a great foreign lady, though.
No idea what took a usually fantastic Billy Wilder to such nonsense. Holmes is lead by the nose, throughout. Only in the end, with the help of his brother(!?), who is - by the way - ten times more clever than him, Sherlock, can he close the case.
If you happen to sit on Robinson Crusoe Island, you might be glad to have this movie. If you have a large collection, however, you won't need this one.
La Baule-les-Pins (1990)
Perspective of the kids
The only good part is the perspective of the kids. Diane Kurys.has an eye for cinematography, and mostly kids.
For the rest, she better directed some TV-series or alike. She knows the business, though this movie looks wooden, lacks depth. Rather on the shallow side, early evening before prime time.
This movie looks like being done by some good handy-man; and yet not really artistically.
The narration of a summer vacation of two children, whose mother has decided to leave her husband, and instead mingle with a much younger artist. This relationship lacks any visible chemistry, except that both seem to have been cast.
There's a bit of overdone comedy by the landlord. The to-be-left husband, though played pretty well, doesn't get to develop this role. When the little one leaps into his arms, it is plainly visible that she does because she was told to.
The good, and likewise sad, part is the display of the interacting among the children, their difficulties in coping with the situation, their personal development while the separation of the couple develops further, and becomes more and more obvious.
American Gigolo (1980)
A great and underestimated love story
With currently 6,3 on the IMDB-scale, this is seriously undervalued.
To me, in this movie Lauren Hutton is about the most erotic femme that exists on the screen. She's not 'sexy', but her depth is amazing. I actually wonder how she ever ended up being married to the most shallow Senator?
And, in real life, I can't understand why she kind of 'semi-successfully' disappeared soon afterwards in B-movies.
Be it in the 1980s or today, emptiness is a serious concern for many. No perspective, how to while life away. Trying to make money out of boredom; what else to do? And showing it off.
Michelle is an exception. She doesn't simply submit to the rules of her husband's political business, takes great care not to interfere or jeopardize his ambitions, supports him as good as possible. And at the same time has a life of her own, which is greatly upset by accidentally meeting Julian in a posh restaurant. Their first meeting alone is worth seeing. Hidden strings spun forth and back.
In the end, we don't know, who and at which moment fell in love with the other. But in the end it is clear, that their love is reciprocated.
Voulez-vous danser avec moi? (1959)
Light-hearted crime comedy
We didn't have many light-hearted crime comedies in the history of cinema. Unfortunately, I tend to think after this one.
Okay, the plot is kind of stitched together.
Though BB is just a precious gem on one's eyes, gifted actress, splendid dancer (not doubled), attractive, funny, you just name it.
Somehow, it is sad that Addams isn't in the film for all too long. I'm amazed how effortlessly she is a counterpart to BB, and attractive in a very different way. I could have imagined a movie that sees their natural differences, if not contradictions, being played out.
The astonishing young Frankeur, whom I remember with pleasure as an old man in Bunuels French movies, not sooo long afterwards. Sege Gainsbourg plays himself, the dubious character here and there.
Had this movie seen a proper script, and director, it could have become more than a light and amusing entertainment. So it is a just a nice past-time, and surely a must for fans of BB.
La mariée était en noir (1968)
Truffaut once again showed what 'movie' is about!
While this is not his best, it still is a must-see. Despite of a murderous plot, it shows some lightness. The meetings between the widow and her victims are remarkable.
We can see that she is not in the right, we follow her despair, sometimes even her doubts. And we see, how hell-bend she is in pursuing her plan, nevertheless. It is a senseless plan, so it becomes more and more obvious. Her husband doesn't come back to life, and she is advancing in understanding that her revenge is futile.
I do love the ending. It is an end like movies ought to have in my opinion. An ending like Bunuel would offer us; except that here we can understand it fully. And yet, we don't see anything.
To me that remains 'cinema': you know well what happens, but much of that stems from drawing conclusions.
And in case you don't like this movie, you'd still have to see it for a still relatively young Jeanne Moreau. Probably nobody could have acted better in that role of the untouchable woman, able to switch easily according to the circumstances.
And that sole occasion when she lost her calm for a few seconds, discovering that she was loved.