This film had me at cute clown girls shooting a revolver out of the rear window of a car as they are chased down a French country road. This is the very first scene and, of course, no real reason for this chase, or why they're dressed like clowns is given for the first hour or so, and honestly I would have preferred it if Rollin had kept it that way, but, alas we do get a one sentence explanation eventually which really doesn't do much to clarify any of the story's vagueness. Indeed it's this vagueness that's sure charm some and frustrate others. Well it charmed me, giving the film a dreamworld feel perpetuated by some truly whimsical photography. I dig it.