One gangster, one policeman, one private eye and a Jean-Seberg-lookalike are the main characters in this surreal almost Monty-Python-esque film from the French-speaking part of Switzerland, the Romandie. The film, that actually ends tragically like A bout de souffle - but only for the villain! - , succeeds probably exactly because it hasn't got Swiss written all over it. While Pas de cafe, pas de tele pas de sexe is both funny and political, this one is strictly for the lovers of the strange and the intertextual - although the film should not be underestimated, either. In any case, it's a very funny film.