Détective (Godard, 1985): Cine Lumiere, 6.20pm
Time Out review:
A mini-masterpiece, this is a cross between a ‘Grand Hotel’ for the
1980s and film noir: a crumbling Paris hotel houses four groups of
people whose paths occasionally cross. One is the group around detective
Terzieff, still trying to solve a murder of years ago; another is the
entourage of boxer Tiger Jones, in training with his manager (Johnny
Hallyday); another is a couple on the verge of breaking up; and the last
is the Mafia. Much of it, especially Léaud (Terzieff’s nephew-aide) and
Cuny as a Godfather who judges men by their toilet habits, is riotously
funny. Built on the charisma of its stars and on memories of the great
thrillers of the ’40s, tenuously held together by Jean-Luc Godard’s romantic
pessimism, curiosity and sense of humour, it’s co-dedicated, sensibly,
to Clint Eastwood.
Tony Rayns
Here (and above) is the trailer.
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