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Though well executed, there isn’t a great deal to elevate the story beyond a solid genre piece.

There is something distinctly nasty about a plot that relies upon the sexual abuse of a mentally defective girl.

Claude Chabrol's formula remains intact. And unchanging.

Secrets, lies and bloody murder.

A polished, satisfyingly involving whole that avoids any mainstream trappings and credits the audience with intelligence and maturity.

If this plot was an actor, it would be Calista Flockhart.

Talk is everything, with action hinted at the edges, as Chabrol's camera sidles off to look at a casually thrown book, or skates away from anything salacious.

This is a masterful film about the meaning of friendship and the darker sides to human nature.

An exercise in stamina and perseverance.

Director Claude Chabrol has become the master of innuendo.

A tame political farce that fails to ignite.

Instead of bringing their desperation to life, the narrative unfolds in such a cold and detached manner, and with such austere dialogue and characterisation, that it becomes difficult to identify either with the passionate release that the lovers enjoy to

Like the Breton countryside it chiefly inhabits, venerable and timeless.

It looks like a comic book pastiche of an idea by Ian Fleming’s chauffeur.