Moi y'en a vouloir des sous

This one's meant as satire. Pretty heavy-handed satire indeed. Jean Yanne enacts his own fantasies of normal-guy-becomes-electronics-tycoon-and-master-of-the-world in a 1973 France full of design artifacts and garish colours. In fact it's quite revealing of the utopias and illusions of the time and place.

It may be, along with "Tout le monde il est beau...", Jean Yanne's best effort at directing, if only because there's some conviction in it. The whole movie really feels like a bunch of mates having fun together and making a film out of it. Some great scenes nonetheless, notably those with Bernard Blier... A really interesting bit, though, is the short cameo by 70s French Jazz-rock-gone-barmy combo Magma, playing in a futuristic cathedral, which gives an idea of how much of a shock their gigs must have been for audiences at the time. It is truly hilarious if watched with enough distance and knowledge of the era. If you don't, look elsewhere.