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Going Places
Two whimsical, aimless thugs harass and assault women, steal, murder, and alternately charm, fight, or sprint their way out of trouble. They take whatever the bourgeoisie holds dear, whether it’s cars, peace of mind, or daughters. Marie-Ange, a jaded, passive hairdresser, joins them as lover, cook, and mother confessor. She’s on her own search for seemingly unattainable sexual pleasure.
Release : | 1974 |
Rating : | 7.2 |
Studio : | CAPAC, S.N. Prodis, Universal Pictures France, |
Crew : | Production Design, Production Design, |
Cast : | Gérard Depardieu Miou-Miou Patrick Dewaere Jeanne Moreau Christian Alers |
Genre : | Drama Comedy |
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if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.
The tone of this movie is interesting -- the stakes are both dramatic and high, but it's balanced with a lot of fun, tongue and cheek dialogue.
This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows
The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.
I had to stop viewing Bertrand Biller's Going Places (1974) about half way through it. I just couldn't take any more of this POOR excuse for a film.If you Google "Robert Hare" you can read what this preeminent authority in the field has to say about "psychopathy". I'm certain that before too long you'll agree that Dr Hare's descriptions of the classic "psychopath" almost perfectly match the two main characters in this SAD excuse for a film. That's all this "film" is, just a blatant display of psychopathic, criminal behavior. "Psychopaths On Parade" would be a better title for this "film", because the thrust of this "film" seems to actually applaud and even admire the narcissistic, remorseless behavior of these two low lifes. I myself find no value, either as a film fanatic, or as just a human being, in a cinematic celebration of psychopathy.Hey!!! I make no pretenses about being "the smartest guy in the world", OK?, but I'm certainly smart enough to know the difference between "right" and "wrong". This film, on the other hand, seems to be equating, or even deliberately confusing "right" and "wrong", and even asking me to somehow buy into that. In short, this "film" carries a morally, and socially corruptive message that there is no difference between "right" and "wrong", or that perhaps doing "wrong" is acceptable if you're young, and cute, and come across as "charming", and somewhat daring when you're doing "wrong". Sorry, but I just don't buy it.I could go on about how blatantly sexist this film is, but what's the point? It's not like the two criminal low lifes in this film actually treat women worse than men in this film. Hey, these guys are "hip", and "enlightened"!!! They're "equal opportunity psychopathic predators".There was no storyline whatsoever at the point where I turned off this piece of garbage cinema. It was an endless stream of disassociated scenes of two social perverts romping gleefully through their criminal, and exploitive deeds, without a cop in sight. I don't know whose fantasies this so called "film" panders to, but it's certainly not mine. In fact, the only purpose that I can see in viewing this so called "film" is for the viewer to vicariously live out his "secret" sexual, and violent fantasies through the two low life, psychopathic characters in this so called "film". But, sorry, I myself don't indulge in such "walks on the dark side" because, frankly, I see myself as a better human being than that.Gerard Depardieu has had a long, and storied, and brilliant career as an actor, cranking out some pretty incredible performances. It's just so sad for me to think that he was forced to act in a piece of garbage cinema like this as a preliminary stepping stone to that wonderful acting career.
Les Valseuses (aka Going Places) is part road movie, part buddy movie (Depardieu and Dewaere). They play a pair of morally bankrupt petty crooks and car thieves who go from place to place displaying misogyny at every turn with remarkably compliant women. These include Jeanne Moreau who is on screen less than 20 minutes, Brigitte Fossey and a very young Isabelle Huppert. The only recurring female character is played by Miou-Miou who is subjected routinely to physical and sexual abuse. Sex comedies of the 1970s – in any language – seem crass and unfunny now, and this is no exception. Some comfort is offered by soundtrack music featuring the late Stéphane Grappelli, French jazz violinist extraordinaire.
I can remember seeing this movie as a kid in 1977 or 1978. HBO would show it late at night back when they were they one and only movie pay channel in existence. Back then it was UNRATED and was the only movie of its kind ever shown on pay television...especially back then. I would love to see it now as an adult where I would be more apt to understand the adult theme of it. It was probably the closest thing I had ever seen to pornography at the young age of 7 or 8. Luckily I had stupid babysitters and party-going parents on the weekends. Most of my memory of this movie was the completely erratic sexual behavior of these two guys. Breaking into houses to sniff underwear, feeding on a stranger's breast milk on a public bus, and fornicating in a cab at the request of one of their female subjects were just a few of the whacked escapades these guys were pulling off. A very racy film for the early '70s. Until I checked IMDb, I had no idea this movie had such a following. Most people I talk to have never heard of it.
Not sure if this counts as a spoiler or not, so beware:Just a small but crucial thing to watch for, an intriguing possibility: the boys steal a green Citroen at one point, for a joy ride, and return it to the owner having done purposeful and vengeful hidden damage to the car, hoping that the owner will crash. Is it the very same car they steal much later from the picnicking family? We know the original owner sold it. They drive off at the end on a dangerous road, one which I understand has been closed to all but pedestrians for the last ten years. A whole new slant to the end of the film.On another matter, this film could have been called "Scent of a Woman". I don't recall another film, certainly not American, that treats the scent of a woman in such a frank and open manner, much like the "nose" of a fine Bordeaux.