Mauvais Sang (1986)

7.1 ? Nov 26, 1986 1h 59m

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Overview

Two aging crooks are given two weeks to repay a debt to a woman named The American. They recruit their recently deceased partner's son to help them break into a laboratory and steal the vaccine against STBO, a sexually transmitted disease that is sweeping the country. It's spread by having sex without emotional involvement, and most of its victims are teenagers who make love out of curiosity rather than commitment.

Overview

Genres

Romance Crime Drama Science Fiction

Release Date

November 26, 1986

Rating

7.1 /10

Runtime

1h 59m

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Juliette Binoche

Anna

Denis Lavant

Alex

Michel Piccoli

Marc

Hans Meyer

Hans

Julie Delpy

Lise

Carroll Brooks

The American

Hugo Pratt

Boris

Mireille Perrier

Young Mother

Serge Reggiani

Charlie

Jérôme Zucca

Thomas

Paul Handford

Charles Schmitt

François Négret

Philippe Fretun

Thomas Peckre

Ralph Brown

Eric Vasberg

Leos Carax

Neighborhood Voyeur (uncredited)

Walruse

8.0/10

Jan 07, 2018

Mauvais Sang is at core a crime movie, but the crime serves only as a skeleton. The flesh is the passion of unrequited love and the cerebral processing of the same. Lise loves Alex who loves Anna that loves Mark. Mark, on the other hand, is afraid of The American Woman who was once lovers with Alex father and who will kill him unless he pays the debts of himself and his companions within two weeks. In the nerve system is the libido at hold as a strange virus affects untruthful lovers, which is also the device that cuts through the entire body of the movie. Finally on the skin is an abnormal heat wave caused by the vicinity of Haley's Comet. It is a full bodied movie, and as French as it is, the performance uses full body language as well. While there are a few exaggerated moments that may not appeal to all audiences, there are others that make well up for them.

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griggs79

7.0/10

Mar 26, 2025

_Mauvais Sang_ made me feel cooler just for watching it—like I’d chain-smoked a Gauloises in a neon-lit alley while reciting poetry to nobody in particular. It’s moody, stylish, and occasionally baffling, but there’s real heart pulsing beneath all that noir-drenched angst. I loved Juliette Binoche smouldering on screen, and Julie Delpy has that effortlessly aloof charm that just works. And Dennis Lavant—my god, the man dances. That scene? Electric. I honestly think it should be a law: Lavant must dance in every film. Not just the ones he’s in—every film. The plot wobbles here and there, but the vibes? Impeccable.

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