Everybody knows the capacity of a 35mm film magazine. About ten minutes. Just long enough, that is, for Claude Lelouch to drive across Paris at hair-raising speeds — upwards of 230kph — in a single take. (Somehow la jeune femme, making the rendezvous of the title possible, manages to reach the steps of Sacré-Cœur ahead of him by catching a 31 bus, but whatever.)
Shot at 5:30 in the morning in the summer of 1976, the pitcher’s dubbed sound-effects — squealing Pirelli 195s and high-revving Ferrari 275GTB V-12, as well as Lelouch’s jangling chest medallions — were foleyed in later.
Not without talent even by the standards of Bazin’s Cahiers du Cinéma, Monsieur Lelouch is unfortunately best known to American audiences as the director of A Man and a Woman, easily the worst film in the history of French cinema prior to 2013’s Blue Is the Warmest Color, which claims the prix by a close, well, shave.