It is nice to be surprised by foreign films. Olivier Marchal's film takes its rhythm to be very intrinsecal, quite personal. The story runs in the french police "hampa", where the phsycological fight orbits for the chief command of the district "36 Quais des Orfebres" (36 docks of the gold-treaters). This movie adapts more if you are over 30, if you consider yourself capable of hearing and judging. Because it is never pointed at to whom is the "good" or "bad". Both have their angels and devils. Auteuil and Depardieu really give shivers to those formed in the cinema lounge. Their acting, especially Gerard, with that classy, penetrating look. Dark moments trapped throughout the film, Paris portrayed in its always elegant way. A story which focuses on the grey clouds that cover a hand-by-hand conflict. No John Woo action, expect a fight with emotions and stabbings in the back: a Montecristo story, maybe. Currently, a masterpiece.
Review of 36th Precinct
