Can Win, and Joy House are not among them. Marcel L'Herbier's La Nuit Fantastique, seems like a dumb, slightly impenetrable comedy-fantasy until you realize it was made in 1942, under the Occupation. Its hero, a philosophy student and world class sleeper, is in a love with a woman he meets in his dreams. The whole thing has a vaguely satanist feel, but it's Lewton played for laughs, grim and unfunny. Portrait of an Assassin is a tawdry circus melodrama from 1949.
Number is a heist film.
It's starts promisingly, as old man Jean Gabin gets out of prison and returns to an unrecognizable, International-Style Paris. It glides along on its nasty tone, overly concerned with its own terseness, and ends up wallowing in empty production value and annoying displays of cash. Each issue proposes a number of ways I can become a better person, for example by organizing my kitchen, figuring out what to put in my desk at work, and deciding what to take out of my purse. That one comes up a lot. But only if it's fun.