Let's get one thing clear: Beinex is not my idea of a film maker. Beinex is my idea of a t**t. Duvivier, Carne, Feyder, are my idea of film makers and if you think I'm comparing old with new how about Nicole Garcia, Toni Marshall, Alain Corneau, Danielle Thompson, Jean Becker or, to put it another way, REAL film makers and not some Academic/Pseuds' wet dream. On the other hand Yves Montand is not only IN the film he IS the film and for that reason, added to which it was the LAST film he made, it must be seen. The least said about the plot the better. Suffice it to say two young people, the obligatory dysfunctional anti-social angry youth and his token Black much younger companion, boost a car in order to deliver a consignment of gnomes to Grenoble. Mr. Sullen decides en route to light out for Toulouse instead, in pursuit of a girl he met briefly. When the stolen car runs out of gas they steal a second only to find after several miles that Yves Montand, tramp/mystic, is in the back seat. Forming a twee some threesome they convert it into a road movie manqué. Montand, as always, is outstanding, as for the rest, forget it.
Review of IP5: The Island of Pachyderms
