Les paumées du petit matin

This movie gets a bad rap as it is not your typical Jean Rollin vampire romp. I guess not every movie has to have nudity and violence. I can't believe that's coming from my mouth. But it kept my interest which is very hard to do with so many movie options nowadays. It's a story about caring for other people. The one girl Michelle is very attractive and I hate to say that if she was not "hot" the movie would not be watchable as shallow as that sounds but I'm being honest. I'm not proud of that statement it's the truth.

Although there is no horror and only a bit little sleaze and violence (courtesy of Brigitte Lahie no less) this is an unmistakable Jean Rollin film - nobody else could, or even wants to make films his way. Two girls, one rebellious and the other one almost catatonic, run away from a borstal-like psychiatric clinic, meets a butch pickpocket-girl, some black strippers and a bunch of sailors and ends up in various adventures. This almost plot less, commercially doomed movie, equally pretentious as it is naive, was bound to make 95% of its audience either laugh or leave their seats, but for a Rollin fan there are some beautiful shots to be found. The figure skating scene was incredible and so was some of the shots at the junkyard. I also liked the sad ending. Not among his best but an interesting footnote in his filmography... for a Rollin fan that is, all others beware! The most shocking thing about this film for me is that there is no...*gulp*... beach scene! What happened, Jean? A few years back you couldn't even shoot a cheap porno without a trip to the beach?

At one time this was one of Jean Rollin's lost films, but in the age of DVD/Blu-ray its becoming a thing of the past. So is it worth the lime-light(?)... for me, it's a no. That's not implying its awful, just strictly mundane and forgettable low-budget drama.

There's really nothing there, outside a couple of brief moments highlighting Rollin's signature touches (two young women, erotic lesbianism and haunting tragedy). It just lacked those surreal images or better put dream-like quality, instead favouring a glum, down-to- earth reality to tell a tale about the journey of a pair of runaways from an insane asylum. The journey doesn't really add up to much, as it meanders and falls on the repetitiveness with its talkative nature. Because visually it's not striking enough, the plot less nature is found out by being bogged down and it slowly moves from one scenario to another with little conviction. Although the last 10 minutes or so, is where Rollin shines (outside the intro and ice-skating ring scene).

Laurence Dubas and Christiane Coppé are quite good as the two runaways. Watching their neurotic relationship develop made the ending much more effective. Also showing up in a minor bit part is Rollin's regular Brigitte Lahaie.

"The Escapees" is nothing more, nothing less then a curio.

Two young women escape from an insane asylum and are taken in by a travelling erotic dance troupe. When the travelling show is raided by the police they are out on the lamb again. They meet another young woman and come up with a plan to escape via ship. However, as with all of their adventures, nothing ever seems to go to plan.

Quite weak. Plot is a rambling, unfocused mess. There really doesn't seem any point to anything - it's just one random event after another. There are some reasonably interesting scenes towards the end but by then any engagement you had with the story or characters is gone, so the conclusion occurs in a vacuum.

Performances are okay but that's about the only positive thing I can find.

It is surprising that this Jean Rollin film has no vampires, or cemetery and candelabra or even a gothic building and instead at the start a couple of young girls in an asylum. One is in the garden and a rocking chair creaking forlornly. Then she speaks for the first time and helps the other escape. There is a poetical way that the girls just appear with a gypsy like crew with exotic dancers and weird rowdy drinkers with a lovely stage with a junkyard filled with rubbish and a train that thunders through. The surreal scenes go to other ones without really any reason. Seemingly an ice rink appears after an odd place in an underground bar, a costume appears and she dances with a spotlight as if in magic. More with a big ship and other people liking to dance and in the end would seem to be a couple of swingers and from no were guns appear and suddenly there is flesh and death.