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Poussez pas grand-père dans les cactus
1969 Comedy
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Summary
Tired of his wife’s incessant tyranny, Alphonse packs his bags, empties
his bank account, and heads for the heart of Paris. At a Pigalle
nightclub, he is mistaken for the ruthless gangster Al Gregor and
instantly gets a taste of the high life of which he has so far been
cruelly deprived. Aware of Al Gregor’s reputation, the
owner of the nightclub quickly gets onto a local hit-man. But as
soon as Alphonse goes on his way, trailed by his would-be killer, who
should appear but the real Al Gregor...
Critique
Here is one of those wacky, nonsensical film comedies made in the
1960s, probably under the influence of mind-altering drugs, which now
appear so ludicrously off-the-wall that you’d swear they were the
product of an alien civilisation, one with the oddest sense of
humour. It doesn’t help that there is virtually no dialogue to
help with the exposition of this film's unfathomable plot, and the
repetitive comic book run-around involving the most ludicrous
characters soon becomes tedious to the point of torture. It
says something that even with such great comic performers as Francis
Blanche and Michel Galabru the film fails to deliver a single decent
laugh, or any laugh of any calibre for that matter. Imagine one
of those silly Benny Hill silent sketches (the ones that invariably end
with a senseless comedy chase) dragged out to a full mind-numbing
ninety minutes and you’ll have some idea of the gruesome ordeal this
film presents to an unsuspecting audience. If ever you find
yourself locked in an empty cinema theatre with only this film to keep
you company, just make sure you take a loaded gun with you.
You may need it.
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