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JIG-SAW (Claude Pinoteau, 1979) ***
Bunuel197623 September 2011
The only other film I have watched from director Pinoteau was the slight but not unenjoyable domestic comedy THE SLAP (1974) starring Lino Ventura and a pre-stardom Isabelle Adjani. The film under review, then, is another (and much more typical) vehicle for the tough screen persona of Italian-born star of French crime cinema Ventura who appears alongside Hollywood veterans Angie Dickinson and Donald Pleasence in this lively chase thriller that benefits from Jean Boffety's location shooting and Claude Bolling's fine score; the movie that separates this and BUTTERFLY ON THE SHOULDER (1978; both co-scripted by Jean-Claude Carriere) was another of Ventura's own shots at international stardom with the underrated and star-studded British psychological horror film, THE MEDUSA TOUCH (1978) – a fondly-remembered guilty pleasure from my childhood days. Having said that, the copy of JIG-SAW (the original French title stands for THE ANGRY MAN) that I watched was in English which, being about a Frenchman looking for his missing son in Canada, made sense and Ventura himself supplies his own heavily-accented Gallic voice to the role. Director Pinoteau had already directed Ventura earlier in his directorial debut LE SILENCIEUX aka THE SILENT ONE (1973; co-starring Leo Genn and Robert Hardy and which I have just acquired on the strength of JIG-SAW) but he would soon strike box office gold with a double return to domestic comedies with LE BOUM (1980) and its sequel that starred future star Sophie Marceau as a precocious child.

Ventura is an airline pilot who loses his wife in a tragic car accident during a forest fire in which his young offspring was also present; afterwards, father and son drifted apart until an acrimonious split that sends Ventura Jr. fleeing into Canada to take part in boxing bouts, peddle drugs and drive illegal immigrants across the border. Things come to a head when the young man's partner shoots their latest customer and the police officer who gives chase; however, the dead partner has falsified the passport of Ventura's son as his own and, consequently, the authorities call in the old man to identify his son's body. When he realizes his son is now a fugitive, the Police allow him free rein (relatively speaking) to make his own investigations with the proviso that his son turn himself in once located. The quest is a convoluted and often violent one with Ventura (but not exclusively) bearing the brunt of the bruises; it also brings him in contact with waitress Dickinson when the man manages to crash her car while unconscious from one such beating – as well as sinister doctor Pleasence who seems to have a thing for the girlfriend of Ventura's son (who also ends up in hospital by the film's end). It all ends happily for the newly-formed family unit although, once again, father and son were on the point of breaking up again and the former gets himself slightly shot in the arm during the climactic shootout between the bad guys and the authorities.
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5/10
With Lino Ventura, this should have been a lot better.
planktonrules3 April 2012
Lino Ventura is one of my favorite French actors. He played some of the meanest and toughest thugs in French cinema. But, on top of that, he had tremendous style in his films. So, because I am such a fan I was thrilled to watch "Jig-Saw"...and sadly, it was a letdown. Now it isn't because it's a bad film--I just expected so much more from this fine actor.

I noticed that this DVD had an exceptionally bad print--very fuzzy and hard to see what's happening occasionally. So, considering it's only an okay film, this is even more reason not to bother with the DVD.

"Jig-Saw" begins with a man getting killed in shootout with police. The passport on dead man is for Ventura's son--but it's not the son. Where is kid? Ventura, who is estranged from the young man, is determined to find him and get to the bottom of this. The path leads to a middle-aged hottie (Angie Dickenson) and a bunch of crazed drug dealers. At times, it's interesting and even a tad exciting--but not enough. And, it was very odd seeing Ventura beaten up repeatedly instead of administering the beatings!

A few things to look for if you see the film. First, yes, video games in 1979 WERE that crappy. It's amazing how far they've come since the game room scene. Also, in the private club there is a woman singing who really, really is terrible. Why did they use her? Perhaps it was the director's sister (I learned that from "I'm Gonna Git You Sucka".
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Lino Ventura and Angie Dickinson crime-drama!
blur818 August 2004
Jig-Saw, aka L'homme en colere is a Franco-Canadian co-production from 1979. It stars Lino Ventura as Romain Dupree, a Frenchman who arrives in Montreal only to be informed that his son is dead. However the deceased is not his son but an individual who was using his passport. Dupree begins a frantic search for his son who happens to be wanted by the local mob. Angie Dickinson plays Karen, an American woman who helps Dupree in his quest. While no means an action-packed Euro-crime film as one would expect, the film is pretty good in its storytelling and acting. Lino Ventura is terrific and plays the caring father with lots of emotion. Angie Dickinson is stunning as Karen. The film makes good use of Montreal's locations and it gives a good view of the Quebecois lifestyle. There are a few punch-ups and some brief shootings but this film is a basic drama story. Donald Pleasance turns up briefly in two scenes as a go-between for the mob. Even in such a small role, Pleasance is always exciting to watch on screen. An interesting film overall with a very moving score by Claude Bolling.
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The most dangerous film for Ventura...
searchanddestroy-110 April 2014
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I watched this film some decades ago in France. A very rare gem since, never released on DVD since, maybe VHS...I never saw it since, so.

One little interesting thing that has not been noticed by the other users; in this film, we assist to one INCREDIBLE sequence. Guess what. We at last Watch the great and unique french actor Lino Ventura kiss a co star female actress. Ventura KISSING - and not on the cheek - a woman. For french movie buffs like me who know every film of him, that's probably his most intense and dangerous stunt of his whole career. Far most tremendous than the one in LE DEUXIEME Soufflé, when he tries to jump into the train, after his escape, at the beginning of the film....When Melville had asked the train conductor to increase the train speed so that Ventura shows more pain on the screen. But that's another story...

So, back to this one, Ventura kisses a co star female for the first time, and not a french actress, but Angie Dickinson...The same actress who was with John Wayne eleven years ago, in Rio Bravo !!!

Astounding, and so highly improbable.
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Underwhelming and perplexing
philosopherjack18 March 2019
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The quality of Claude Pinoteau's L'homme en colere might be summed up by the slapdash misspelling of several lead actors' names in the opening credits, and by the presumably inadvertent omission of Lisa Pelikan's name altogether from the end-roll. This merely sums up a pervasive quality of vagueness and displacement, typical of the era's co-productions, and extended here in consistently perplexing, and thus rather fascinating manner. Lino Ventura plays Romain Dupre, a retired pilot summoned from France to Montreal by the reported death of his estranged son; the corpse turns out to be that of another man, setting off Dupre in search of the truth. Much of the interest merely comes from seeing Ventura (inherently searching and substantial, but less compelling and engaged here than in his previous year's visit to Britain in Jack Gold's Medusa Touch) in particularly time- and place-stamped settings: at a Montreal disco; in a restaurant where the menu is splattered with gaudy pictures of horrible-looking food; at a Canadiens' hockey game; standing in front of a marquee for Burt Lancaster's Go Tell the Spartans; and most spectacularly of all, playing scenes (albeit in different tongues) with a dubbed Angie Dickinson, faintly echoing her Hawksian peak as a woman with little distinct direction or agenda, who almost instanteously hitches her fortunes to his. The plot is convoluted and hard to follow, working its way to a distinctly under-powered new beginning between father and son (the film's deployment of flashbacks to evoke their past conflicts is among its least artful points, which is indeed saying something). The movie conforms to all the underwhelming preconceptions about the dominant Canadian cinema of the time, exhibiting little or no artistic personality, relying on extremely cursory plotting and staging, and seeming to be besotted with the availability of international "names" (Donald Pleasence also turns up for two brief, meaningless scenes). As noted, I managed to extract a few compensations from it; more discerning viewers may not even come away with that much.
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