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enitharmon
The French Nouvelle Vague revived the Film Noir of the 1940s, running with it and transforming it into something uniquely Gallic in the early 60s. This was the film that led the way - a grainy, jittery, amoral good-girl/bad-boy romance that comes off a treat. Jean-Paul Belmondo was never better than here as the small-time car thief turned cop-killer dodging through Paris in pursuit of his girl and a debt. Jean Seberg oscillates sensuously between naive innocent and femme fatale, and together they are pyrotechnically sexy.
