The winner of the Louis Delluc Prize as the most outstanding French photo-play of 1936, as selected by the Young Independent Critics of France (an organization and not a description.) The film treats the imprisoning hold of poverty; the disheartening odds of people rising from such social despair, and the ease in which those in the upper spheres of Society may descend. Written by
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As Kostylev lies dead on the anvil, the shadow of the camera can be seen approaching on the ground. See more
One day, everything will be ours. We'll go away together. To live the good life where no one knows us.
You don't love me anymore. Why not?
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