Sally Jane Black’s review published on Letterboxd:
A cold look at the ripples of one small act of childish mischief/felony counterfeiting, this film follows the ill effects of this event to a very dark place. There's a lifelessness to the characters that is fairly typical of Bresson, but it seems even more exaggerated and dull here. He has some great films, but this one didn't grab me.
I did appreciate the inherent condemnation of both capital and prison, or at least what I saw as such. Greed destroys a life, and that life is forged into something horrific in prison. That it's performed with such a lifeless, deadened actor occasionally makes it grimmer, and it definitely makes it less a horror film and more of a cerebral exercise.
December count: 37/100.