Amazon has really been fucking with me lately. I had to buy this movie and through no fault of my own (aka I didn't look closely at the product description), they sent me the Japanese version. This movie is completely in French and my version only had Japanese subtitles. If you have read my earlier posts, you probably heard me bragging about how I know French (roughly translated that sentence is vous probablement avez ecoute <bragging> de comment je sache francais; see?). As you may have surmised, I had a hard time understanding this film.
But I got the gist of it! I also followed along with the Wikipedia synopsis. I think an artist killed a prostitute and someone else got blamed for it. I guess I liked it. I am pretty sure it was pretty edgy (did I hear dormi avec moi?) and edginess is always appreciated. I am also almost certain they didn't condemn any of the villianous acts committed. They just kind of reported it, like Ovid.
RATING: ***-- (I am probably completely wrong about everything I just said)
See? There was a benefit to taking French. Impratical, my ass!
Jean Renoir was Pierre-Auguste's son.
This is a really obscure film so no video, sorry.