So, I sat down with Un chien qui raccroche expecting something, maybe a comedy, maybe a drama. Honestly? It's just a vibe. It feels like a leftover dream from 1930s Paris. Jacques Prévert’s fingerprints are all over this thing. You know how he does it—everything is a little bit sad, a little bit cynical, and deeply, d...
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"So, I sat down with Un chien qui raccroche expecting something, maybe a comedy, maybe a drama. Honestly? It's just a vibe. It feels like a leftover dream from 1930s Paris. Jacques Prévert’s fingerprints are all over this thing. You know how he does it—everything is a little bit sad, a little bit cynical, and deeply, deeply French. It moves at its own pace. Sometimes it stops completely, just to watch a character stare out of a window or light a cigarette. 🚬 Sylvia Bataille is in it, and she h..."
Jacques Prévert
France
1934 · IMDb —
