Patrick Dewaere had his own brand of acting. I would like to think that he was an instinctive talent with an eye for sly humor and over-the-top antics - either comedic or anger. He also proved himself to be a versatile performer, equally capable of being subtle/restrained.
And what a strange film is this ! It cannot be defined in a genre; initially it served as some sort of a light-hearted romantic comedy (you will see that Dewaere did have the quintessential Fairbanks spirit for adventure and virility - just look at how he moved, jumped and rode a horse without reins ! ) and then it gradually turned into one giant existential rabbit pit-hole against a backdrop to the city's economic recession, where our Fairbanks-esque hero slipped so deeply that he just couldn't get out (whereas his Alice could). It's that thin line between comedy and tragedy; delusion and reality. Sometimes it's hard to differentiate between the two.
And what a strange film is this ! It cannot be defined in a genre; initially it served as some sort of a light-hearted romantic comedy (you will see that Dewaere did have the quintessential Fairbanks spirit for adventure and virility - just look at how he moved, jumped and rode a horse without reins ! ) and then it gradually turned into one giant existential rabbit pit-hole against a backdrop to the city's economic recession, where our Fairbanks-esque hero slipped so deeply that he just couldn't get out (whereas his Alice could). It's that thin line between comedy and tragedy; delusion and reality. Sometimes it's hard to differentiate between the two.
