The sentiment of this film is rather horribly - and effectively - cynical. A dodgy 500 Franc note is being circulated amongst businesses and people who know it isn't real. Until, that is, is falls into the hands of honest delivery driver "Yvon" (Christian Patey) who has no idea that he is about to become the victim of this scam. His boss insists that the pretty skint man make good the loss and his options are limited. Petty crime seems the obvious solution and so he hooks up with some would-be bank robbers. Needless to say, that goes awry and soon the young lad is facing a lengthy prison term and his marriage starts to dissolve before his eyes. Proof, if it were ever needed, that prison isn't always the best solution - the youngster starts to despair, and upon his release that frustration and angst leads him to a far greater crime. There is something unpleasantly venal about this whole thing. The young man is wittingly used by others but hasn't the wits of his own to appreciate, until it is too late, that he is little better than a pawn in a rather inhuman and depressing cycle of greed and indifference. Patey delivers well here, as does Robert Bresson in creating an atmosphere that suffocates any semblance of hope and demonstrates the compelling addiction of corruption - exactly, I suspect, as Tolstoy intended in his original story. In the end, I found this to be more of a powerful character study of one young man who, there but for the grace of God, could be any one of us!
