Anarchic cinema at its most minimalist. The magic of the movies used against itself for comedic effect: as it turns out, it takes a long time to walk places, doing the dishes is a chore, and, before using your inflatable canoes, you must fill them with air. (Also, this movie was made in 1967, not 1961.)
Random as hell but occasionally playful, The Smugglers has a neat little storyline. However, its nonchalance and lack of drive of narrative causes it to drag. I do understand that that is part of the point. For me, this was the first French New Wave film that wasn't a primarily urban film. In all of its shabbiness, it does have a nice use of location.