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Mélodie en sous-sol (1963)

– When I was 19, I enjoyed everything.

The utter inability – and unwillingness – to adapt or change, for old and young criminals alike. Add to that the outsider’s look at existence, with no sense of real belonging, never fully committing to anyone or anything but the huge heist at hand.

– Are you ever nice?

Unexpected complications arise, naturallement.

– I’m never fantastic. I just hope I’m not too terrible.

A carefully measured build-up leads towards the tense, suspense-filled final act. The ending is poetically dense, if a trifle too elaborate, with almost overwhelming soundtrack and repressed emotion accompanying the bittersweet images.

– In life there are no big things… just fatalities.

Most probably in my book.

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