1977 film by robert bresson. in english "i suppose, satan".
the plot and the dialogues were very good, but the acting resembling that primary school show made me bored. also, i did not understand who was in love with whom, who had what connection with whom. but it can be watched to understand charles' mindset and life.
my illness is seeing too clearly
bresson's transitional film between a decent lancelot du lac and l'argent, which cannes also cannot ignore. such men from time to time poll their practice in this way.