This film is very much of its time--in a bad way. There are girls with lots of hair and very little clothes, and the dizziness of the decade has got into the mood and the plot. There is no feeling of suspense, and there are multiple gaps in logic and inconsistencies. For instance (I'm keeping it vague so as not to create a spoiler), at one point a woman, a member of the public, realizes that one of the gang members, in a very high-security operation, is not in fact the man he is impersonating. She tells someone in authority. Then there is a distraction, and both she and the official apparently forget about the impersonation! They're not bothered at all!
Despite the presence of that great, gritty actor Jean Gabin and that cupcake, Alain Delon, the characters they play are not only unsympathetic, they are uninteresting. They have no personality. If you want to see what they can do in a crime caper, watch the far superior Any Number Can Win.
Women like thrillers too, but this is not one for us, just for the kind of men who are satisfied if a movie has naked women, fast cars, and guns going bang-bang.
Despite the presence of that great, gritty actor Jean Gabin and that cupcake, Alain Delon, the characters they play are not only unsympathetic, they are uninteresting. They have no personality. If you want to see what they can do in a crime caper, watch the far superior Any Number Can Win.
Women like thrillers too, but this is not one for us, just for the kind of men who are satisfied if a movie has naked women, fast cars, and guns going bang-bang.