Un linceul n'a pas de poches (1974)

The cloying "Dolannes melodie" -usual track in TV magic numbers- serves insufferable accompaniment to this film, presumably very free adaptation of Horace McCoy's thriller. At times, the dialogue move within an aesthetic of late replication French Nouvelle Vague and others fall into the most pitiable absurdity.

An apparent willingness in his speech and as extensive as excellent cast are not enough to save the general shipwreck project, since not even glimpsed even in that kind of water runs the film. Film undergone social criticism in a comic thriller with dramatic overtones, mechanical and staging theatrical and fatal outcome. That each viewer is left with the choice, seems to mean the filmmaker Mocky, here well ahead of the quality of his early works.

5/10