Godard called this study of sexual obsession and betrayal, a great glory of the cinema of amour fou, "the story of the last romantic couple." Tired of his rich wife and comfortable Parisian life, Jean-Paul Belmondo sets off on a voyage across southern France with his babysitter and mistress (Anna Karina), the archetype of Godard's "woman as treacherous enigma." He yearns for a rich cultural tradition and a contemplative life, while she, being chased by Algerian hitmen, has an erotic fascination with guns and money. Left in their reckless wake are corpses, burning cars, and any number of famous sequences: Sam Fuller's definition of cinema at a cocktail party, Demy-like dance numbers on the beach, and the colour-coded, explosive finale. "It looks sensational... radiates joy of cinema... I first saw Pierrot le fou when I was 17... and was convinced it was better than Duck Soup, maybe the greatest movie ever made" (J. Hoberman, The Village Voice).