France d/Robert Bresson
An early (1945) effort which didn't work for me at all. Very contrived plot about a rich, scorned woman who comes up with an implausible scheme to punish her ex, who, on the evidence shown here was a weak-willed nincompoop. But rich too. Which of course raises the question...why? Why would she care about losing this worm?
I couldn't see any sign of his later mastery of framing, use of close-ups, etc. This came across as a drawing room melodrama which would have embarrassed contemporaries like Noel Coward.