Although Michel Audiard was still trying a little too hard to prove he was fit to change the typewriter ribbons of the great quartet of French screenplay writers, Jacques Prevert, Jean Aurenche, Charles Spaak and Henri Jeannson (with, of course, a nod to Aurenche's long-time partner Pierre Bost) there is much to admire in this eight-hander in which all four performances - Romy Schneider, Guy Marchand, Michel Serrault and Lino Ventura - sparkle like vintage wine albeit wine being sipped whilst watching Gotterdamarung at Bayreuth. It's one of those films where plot is a bad nowhere to Theme and where cat-and-mouse aspires to be St. George And The Dragon but fails in the stretch. What remains is a Master-Class in Screen Acting, a mood and a tension - if Audiard can spare a little word-play.
Review of The Grilling
