Watch: Un flic 1972 123movies, Full Movie Online – Bank robbery in small town ends with one of the robbers being wounded. The loot from the robbery is just an asset for the even more spectacular heist. Simon, gang leader and Paris night club owner, must also deal with police comissaire Edouard Colemane, who happens to be his good friend..
Plot: A Parisian police chief has an affair, but unbeknownst to him, the boyfriend of the woman he’s having an affair with is a bank robber planning a heist.
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A Luminous Heist Film
Career criminals wear fedoras and trenchcoats like its 1945 and they’re attending a Robert Mitchum impersonation competition. Rain isn’t weather; it’s sexytime music for a cocaine heist. The world is covered in an uncompromising azure mist that squeezes the life out of every possibility of beauty, whether that beauty is reaching Catherine Deneuve’s white blonde demeanor or an enticingly French city street. A Jean-Pierre Melville directed crime film rests in a middle-ground of romanticization and adamant realism; it climaxes at the nearest sight of a Humphrey Bogart photograph, but it’s also interested in telling a story where a robbery can be delivered with seamless perfection … but that doesn’t mean that a pessimistic cop won’t catch up with you in the end in a hazardously bloody fashion.
Un Flic is a relatively minor Melville film (especially putting Bob le Flambeur and Le Cercle Rouge into consideration), but it’s ravishing all the same. Like the problematic comprehensibility of The Big Sleep, it isn’t worried about tight narrative. It’s about temperament and atmosphere, and it’s safe to say that the ambiance of Un Flic is penetrative enough to make your bones break. There’s something uneasy that leaks from the ghost blue of the cinematography and Richard Crenna’s depressed eyes; the placid slickness of it all can only reach so far before someone is shot.
Telling the interconnecting stories of a tireless cop (Alain Delon) and a nightclub owner (Crenna) who pulls off massively intricate jobs with big payoffs, Un Flic is squalid enough to make us squirm; criminals walk right under the noses of the police, while the police, as well-meaning as they are, are confined to a purgatory of law-breaking with payoffs that brings no one pleasure. In so many other crime films, there’s a notion that once the main villains are locked up, the heroes are left satisfied, ready for their next big adventure. But Un Flic exists in an entirely different universe. The chasing and capturing of criminals is tiring, redundant even. Who is having more fun: the sinners, or the rule- followers?
Initially, the film seems as though it’s going to transform into a full- fledged exercise in film noir style. Cigarettes are tossed around, liquor is spilled, and femme fatales are easy to come by. But the closer we get to the conclusion, we begin to realize something: Delon’s character, Edouard Coleman, isn’t a James Bond or a Frank Bullitt or a Harry Callahan. He is a man, a man who was intrigued by enforcing the law many moons ago but is finally growing restless from the unavoidable sleazy details he sees on a day to day basis. Behind his eyes is a glassy emptiness; if he were to throw away his badge this very moment, what difference would it make?
I suppose Un Flic’s melancholy edge is what gives it such a lasting impression. The story is too complicated to easily follow and the style is one and the same with Melville’s other films. But that blue, that blue, is disturbing. Unlike black-and-white, it gives reality a grit never seen by the naked eye. Crime doesn’t pay and don’t we know it, but in Un Flic, even renowned actors like Alain Delon and Catherine Deneuve can hardly live in a world this hopeless.
Not a smash finale (not that Melville knew this would be his last), but it’s a must-see for genre fans
Perhaps under-looked when looking at the career of the director Jean-Pierre Melville, Un Flic (called ‘Dirty Money’ in the states, but is also translated as ‘A Cop’ on the DVD I viewed) is a crime film that goes another step with the heist genre, another (smaller) step with the cop/robber relationship, and shows Melville in (mostly) complete control over his storytelling. There are elements that seem to have evolved (or devolved, whichever you prefer) in Melville’s work with the three films going in descending order- Le Samourai, Le Cercle Rouge, and finally this film.
As this very loose trilogy progresses (a trilogy I mark just by the presence of Alain Delon, nothing more in common aside from the genre), one may notice how Melville progresses with his stylizing, how with each film he goes a little less with characterization and dialog. With Le Samourai it’s half a character study, in Le Cercle Rouge there are snippets, here it’s all based on the timing of the cuts and subtle reactions. In fact, there is so much of the film that goes without dialog that Melville proves himself to be an opposite of Tarantino- instead of being clever at dialog, he’s clever at the plot twist, and more importantly at making note of the ‘left-out’ detail, letting the audience figure it out. While one can say this is not a great place for someone not familiar with Melville’s work to start, it should not be a big disappointment.
The story is one you may have seen before, only here in far more calculated circumstances. Simon (Richard Crenna, in one of his better turns) is one of four who rob a seaside bank on a rainy, foggy afternoon. In one of Melville’s most polished sequences, things go good and bad for them when one of the men is fatally wounded. Edouard Coleman (Alain Delon, not his best, but always keen at being icy) is on a case that coincides with another scheme Simon has, involving a suitcase heist on a moving train during the night. Not everything goes as planned, and the presence of a mutual love interest for the two (Catherine Deneuve, practically one-sided emotionally) only complicates things further, if not on the surface. This story is told very, very simply and without anything aside from the injection of mood onto every scene.
From the opening heist on, Melville still has his chops technically-wise almost all the way through the picture. And after reading an interview with him, something about the look of the film made sense (which he said before this film was made): “My dream is to make a color film in black and white, in which there is only one tiny detail to remind us that we really are watching a film in color.” One feels that is what Melville is successfully experimenting with in this film, that the methods to which he and cinematographer Walter Wottizm get the scenes are not conventional. To correspond with some of the characters, the colors are cold, or distant, corresponding almost to the unforgiving underworld of Paris- some colors seem to almost blend together, the browns going along with the grays, and the brighter ones (sometimes merely in the background) feeling diluted.
That, and the crafty editing pulled by Patricia Neny (the suspense gets laid on thick in some scenes), make up for a couple of big liabilities- that Melville, on tight a budget that he was on, used models for the exteriors of the train sequence, and some scenes don’t have a ‘new-wave’ feeling (i.e. filmed directly on location) but rather cheaply in the studio. Not to mention that the performances from Delon and Deneuve are not really at their peak (Crenna is another matter).
Still, the most pleasurable thing about a Melville film, whether its the poetic Les Enfants Terribles or the bittersweet Bob le Flambeur, is watching the story take on a life of its own. Some things you practically wait on if you’ve seen Le Cercle Rouge or Le Samourai, like a wild dancing number at a nightclub (here abridged), or a detail to remind everyone who the outsiders are in this world (here portrayed by Gaby).
As another tribute to the old-style crime films of the 30’s and 40’s its still tightly held together, with the pacing almost impeccable. In short, it’s not a masterpiece of a crime film (Melville’s last before his fatal heart attack), but it remains gripping thirty plus years later, with memorable qualities.
Original Language fr
Runtime 1 hr 38 min (98 min)
Genre Crime, Thriller
Director Jean-Pierre Melville
Writer Jean-Pierre Melville
Actors Alain Delon, Richard Crenna, Catherine Deneuve
Country France, Italy
Awards 3 nominations
Production Company N/A
Sound Mix Mono
Aspect Ratio 1.85 : 1 (Blu-ray release), 1.85 : 1 (remastered version), 1.66 : 1
Laboratory Laboratoires Franay Tirages Cinematographiques (LTC), Paris, France
Film Length N/A
Negative Format 35 mm
Cinematographic Process Spherical
Printed Film Format 35 mm