The detective Maud Graham hides her sensibility behind the image of a strong and independant woman. She frequently offers her hospitality to a 16-year-old prostitute, Grégoire, a young man ...
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Desperate to repay his debt to his ex-wife, an ex-con plots a heist at his new employer's country home, unaware that a second criminal has also targeted the property, and rigged it with a series of deadly traps.
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The detective Maud Graham hides her sensibility behind the image of a strong and independant woman. She frequently offers her hospitality to a 16-year-old prostitute, Grégoire, a young man who became her friend. But when the teenager decides to invite a 12-year-old boy who is running away from home, Maud is near illegality. In addition, the detective has to deal with a serial killer who had already killed and mutilated many women. When she understands that the killer is very intelligent and organized, she elaborates a strategy to arrest him. There starts a dangerous game where the two teenagers that Graham is protecting will be implied. The killer is getting closer, revealing more and more of his madness.Written by
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Some writers are by far more lucky that genuinely talented. And I personally think that Miss Brouillet (rightly surnamed «la brouillonne» by her own so-called «snobbish» circles!) is, indeed very lucky! You can catch a glimpse of her, in that movie, as the TV hostess for a wine-tasting show. This is something she managed to do, in real life, for one very brief and quickly forgotten season. I found her, in this «blink-and-you'd-miss-it» sequence very «provincially» mannered and lisping. How could she manage to become somewhat popular amongst the less demanding readers.... is a mystery to me. A mystery similar to her using a «Y» instead of an «I» in her forename! Her worse... hum... «qualities», as a writer, are all found in this misfired movie. I doubt very much, had she not been somewhat notorious, that any film would have been made of her very violent and very sensational novel. It goes without saying that the film is NOT much better than the novel. Which is a real pity, considering all the talents involved such as the director, and Luc Picard. Better luck, next time, Miss B. For French readers, you can find a confirmation of my opinion at this site: http://www.ratsdebiblio.net/brouilletchrystinelecollectionneur.html
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