A murder is committed
one hot summer night in Montreal. The dialogue-free opening sequence superbly
conveys the grotty urban setting and emotional intensity of the situation.
The murderer is a gay
hustler (Roy Dupius) and his victim is a well-off student. He could easy
get away with the crime, but he decides to break into a judge's chambers
where he calls the press and police to confess his guilt.
Most of the film centres
on the police inspector (Jacques Godin) interrogating the hustler. Their
performances are powerful enough to sustain interest in a film that mainly
stays in the confines of the judge's chambers.
It is easy to see its
theatrical origins, especially in the opening scenes where there is a very
cumbersome explanation of the hustler's movements after the murder. The
use of flashbacks in the same black and white style as the opening sequence
do liven-up the story, but given the source Beaudin is wise to remain with
the dialogue/interrogation between the two men.
Much of the mystery surrounding
the murder, and the hustler's strange behaviour, is spurious. At first
we see things from the inspector's viewpoint, and like him we are encouraged
to condemn the murderer as an incarnation of evil.
Finally, the hustler eloquently
reveals how his relationship with the student began, and explains his impulsive
motive(s) for committing the crime. As he is led away he is vindicated
as an angelic martyr-figure (in several shots he is shown in front of stained-glass
windows which gives him this religious aura).
Contrary to convention
the black and white scenes are dream-like whereas the colour scenes denote
stability and normality. The hustler is a romantic who in his murderous
outburst realised that he had reached the peak of emotional ecstasy and
that reality and mundaneness would discard him to the gutters once more.
He is the eternal outsider.
Nigel
Watson