La route de Corinthe

Add Seberg and Greece to Chabrol and you'd expect something to sizzle. Unfortunately sizzle is not quite the right word - damp squib, maybe? The plot, such as it is, has been well set out by others so I won't rehash that. Whilst the story and the events are ridiculous, there is, nevertheless, a certain style here. The opening scene, where a magician enters Greece and the Greek border guards find the incriminating goods, promises a good film (I understand that this scene was cut from the version originally shown in the UK - as it's one of the best scenes goodness knows what it must have been like watching it back then). But sadly it's all downhill from there although the style and flair are still there. Who could fail to admire the dapper, but ruthless, killer in his white suit, white shirt, red tie and matching red-banded straw boater? Fortunately Chabrol returned to more masterful output a year later with "Les Biches", a film that is so far removed from this it's hard to believe it's the same director.

And who on earth dreamt up the dumb English language title for the US release? Surely "The Road to Corinth" would have worked.

If the prospect of watching Jean Seberg dangle from a crane is appealing to you then perhaps you may get something out of this pointless exercise. As it sits there is really very little to recommend here other than the luminous beauty of the star.

The story, the smuggling of little black boxes that jam the Greek radar stations, is nothing to get excited about and director Claude Chabrol refuses to inject much in the way of action or suspense to offset it. Chabrol made a few spy flicks early in his career (see Our Agent Tiger) but this one must be considered the weakest.

The film opens with an anonymous quotation: `I don't ask you to believe it but I suggest that you dream about it.' There is a certain dream-like quality to the proceedings but this lackadaisical film is nearly anti-spy cinema. If the question is `Who has the black box?' the reply simply has to be `Who cares?'

The more Claude Chabrol films I check out, the more I like the great French director. Prior to seeing this early Chabrol flick, I hadn't seen a bad film from him - after seeing it, I have to say that I still haven't; but that doesn't change the fact that The Road to Corinth is a decidedly sub par offering from the usually solid director. Chabrol's best work tends to focus solely on characters - in particular the relationship between husband and wife - but this film focuses on more global events and the characters take a backseat. The plot focuses on a set of black boxes that have the ability to jam radar installations. Naturally there are people out to protect these devices and it's not long before an American agent is killed while trying to locate them. Despite the advice of a fellow American, his widow Shanny resolves to get on the same lead that her husband was following prior to his death, hunt down the black boxes and get revenge on the people that killed her husband.

The film is rather strange as it lacks Chabrol's usual suspense and that is replaced by a sort of awkward comedy which serves only in offsetting what little tension there is since the comedy does not work. One of the major problems with this film is undoubtedly the plot line which doesn't exactly help the lack of suspense because it's really rather boring within itself and Chabrol doesn't give the audience much reason to care about the black boxes at the centre of the story. The film does have some saving graces on the style front, however, as lead actress Jean Seberg is very easy on the eyes and Chabrol's cinematography captures the locations used well. The first half of the film just sort of drones along with barely any excitement at all, but to the film's credit; things do pick up a little bit in the second half of the film as the story draws to a close. In spite of this, however, The Road to Corinth does feel more than a little bit pointless and it's clear that Chabrol didn't really have anything to say with it. Overall, this is not one of the great director's better efforts and I would not recommend it!

In Greece, the radar and missile systems are jammed and surveillance is intensified. When the magician Pericles and his car are searched by the authorities, a mysterious electronic black box is found. They learn from Pericles that other boxes have arrived in Greece; then he commits suicide, eating his poisoned cigar. NATO Agent Robert Ford (Christian Marquand) follows a lead and contacts a man named Alcibiades (Claude Chabrol) at the Corinth Port and he asks one thousand dollars to tell the whereabouts of the black boxes. However, he is discovered by his boss Kalhides (Saro Urzzi) and a killer (Antonio Passalia) shoots him and he falls off in the sea. Robert meets his wife Shanny (Jean Seberg) in their room at the Hilton Hotel, but is murdered by the killer that frames Shanny and she is accused of murdering her husband. Robert's chief of the intelligence, Mr. Sharps (Michel Bouquet), hits on Shanny and releases her from the prison. However, Alcibiades had visited her in the prison disguised as orthodox priest and demands one thousand dollars to tell her the whereabouts of the black boxes. Sharps does not believe Shanny and assigns Robert's partner, Agent Dex (Maurice Ronet), to keep her under surveillance. But the stubborn Shanny is decided to find the culprits to revenge her husband and prove her innocence.

"La route de Corinthe", a.k.a "The Road to Corinth" (1967), is a spy adventure by Claude Chabrol that does not work well, since it is silly for a thriller and unfunny for a comedy. The gorgeous and sexy Jean Seberg is the best offered by this movie. It is funny to see Shanny and her purse luring internation and skilled spies along the story. Mr. Sharps is a ridiculous character and the killer is funny with his gay movements. Shanny convincing the mob boss Kalhides that she wants him in the end of the plot is so naive that becomes dumb. My vote is five.

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This is not a typical Chabrol film. It's a dull spy-comedy filmed at Greece. So I am going to spare these lines commenting on the positive aspects of the film. Jean Seberg is sexy as hell. There are parts that are funny. There are two Greek actors who in Greece have special respects (Artemis Matsas, Vasilis Diamantopoulos). Finally, Chabrol seems to like the Greek landscapes and the Greek way of living, at least the one during the 70ies. He presents the most graphical side of Athens and of the Greek Country at its best. It's a 6/10 because of these few good additions, if you are not interested in them, don't even bother watching the movie.