Meurtres au Mont-Saint-Michel

I've watched every one of the long-running "Murder in..." French TV anthology series, as it is titled and streamed at MHz in the US. Despite the variety of casts and filmmakers, there's been a consistent quality, ranging from pretty good to pretty darn good.

Then...there is this stinking pile of manure. It's as if the writers have never seen a murder mystery, or written a script, for that matter. The story and characters are beyond stupid. A simple example: a woman tells a priest that her bedroom must have a demon in it, because it's full of flies. He goes to check it out, and voila, finds a big pile of rotting meat under the bed. Like...the lady would not have smelled that? Every other element and plot twist is equally lame and ridiculous.

And the lead characters, two detectives, manage to come off as both boring and rather despicable. But they are nice to look at, I will admit.

I was fascinated, in childhood by Mont Saint Michel grace of the lines about it of Guy de Maupassant. The battle between good and evil for this location can suggest many for a rich imagination.

The episode works with all this pieces and it does a real good job. Anthony Delon as honorable priest , in middle of delicate situations,Juliet Lemmonier as brave captain in circle of dilemmas , from marriage versus job, between in love for husband and her mate , discovering a secret of family and reactioning in presumed reasonable manner.

The problem about film is simple - it reminds the too many ornaments for a Christmas tree. Too many ways, problems and the feeling to not be real solved. But good acting and some touching ( fake) twists.