A group of friends listen as one man tells them a story about a time when, in a small cafe, he discovered a peephole into the ladies’ bathroom and became addicted to looking through it at female genitals. They ask him questions and come to conclusions about sex.

Two very different actors recount the same event in this dirty diptych, which juxtaposes 35mm reenactment and its 16mm verité inspiration. Holding perverts’ court for Jean Eustache’s bold experiment, Michael Lonsdale is incredible, reveling in his vulgar monologue like the proverbial pig in muck.