Y'a un os dans la moulinette

I really don't know how to describe such a juicy French piece of crap, but assumed one. I am sure that the director and screen writer have never hoped to make a masterpiece. But believe me, acting, screen writing and directing are absolutely awful. Even Jean Pierre Mocky's films are better than this one. Because the Mocky, in his movies, always wants to denounce something about politicians, big executives, the modern society, about the crazy world where we live in. Here, even if, I repeat, everything seems Mocky's style like, no way, that's just a bad, awful tongue in cheek comedy worth the garbage can. Two unemployed actors, lousy ones, who impersonate detectives is a totally uninteresting and unbelievable story. But let's be fair, this can be an acceptable time waster for those who have nothing else to do.