It’s worth it for Lafont in his prime and for the beautiful Catherine. If anything will be clear here, it’s that between the two, there was only an alliance between prostitutes rather than friendship. The script is a mess, but due to the story’s unique nature, we’ll never know if said chaos is intentional on the part of Szabó. What do I mean? It’s not entirely a police/crime story—because of the kidnapping of the former minister’s wife, when, oh!—it enters surreal territory not only because it’s located in the Pigalle district, right in the middle of the red light district—surreal since the woman weighs 160 kilos and sings operatic arias with a rocker who looks like Brian May,

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and as if that weren’t enough, there’s a whiny police captain who takes out his ailments on his stomach on the raids, and the girls, on their nights out after the cabaret show – although they certainly don’t drink much – when they can no longer sing zig zig, go on to continue the party with a sixty-something policeman who, carrying his dog, never misses their show but can barely stand up and carries an egg under his left arm in his suspenders and does nothing but cry like a Magdalene for a youthful love. The caricatured characters of the Parisian underworld sketched by Szabó are clearly trashy, to which we must add another marginal icon, the Clochard played by Walter CHiari.

He is a smelly tramp whose character traits obviously did not interest the author, Szabó, much, because 19 minutes into the film, he bursts into the bar to hug Marie (Deneuve) and looks like a destitute man with no dreams, and suddenly, when he is rejected by the girl and the crowd, he pulls out a knife and asks for $1000. On the other hand, the kidnapper musicians play with whatever they can find, and Szabó clearly wants to mock clichés: he mocks (1) eternal friendship. See what Marie says to Payline when she discovers him with the money briefcase in the building under construction. He mocks (2) the prostitutes themselves and their ‘dream’ of buying a house in the mountains, ranting against the system and the state in general even though they live off the illegality that protects them. He mocks (3) the musicians with the money from the kidnapping who aspire to fame.In the end, the chicken hatches, but the rocker, with his failed celebrity, prefers the flames rather than surrender his freedom without glory.