Not my favorite from Chabrol, but there's something about his economical and tight way to construct a narrative that fascinates me. I love how all the expressions and gestures tell the viewer so much more than words, and how exciting a quiet and simple scene can be.
Brilliant Chabrol in which bourgeois amenity is both the cause of and protection from life's tribulations. Bouquet's prosperous husband may be the first killer saved from the noose by having full automobile insurance coverage. The dark irony is that murder brings husband and wife back together again, re-discovering their mutual affection through the intimacy of a secret shared between them. A satire that really cuts.