This represents yet another nail in the coffin of the new wavelet; released in 1958 it features everything the spoiled brats were rebelling against and as if that weren't enough it was shot by Henri Decae, who they liked to claim as their own, proving here that at heart he was light years away from their hand-held arrogance. Nice, too, to see Alain Cuny who seemed to disappear - at least from International screens - after Les Visiteurs du soir as the boring (to his wife) semi aristocrat owner of both a newspaper and a château, neither of which does much to scratch the itch afflicting his wife, Jeanne Moreau, which even the attentions of a polo-playing lover cannot assuage. There's some nice observations of the Old-Money set in their natural habitat, ravishing black and white photography and a set piece in a nocturnal wood that is the very antithesis of new wavelet novelty. It was the second time hand-running that Moreau had played an adulterous wife for Malle and if anything she was better this time around. Now it's available in a boxed set of Malle it may attract the attention it deserves.