I saw Spawn twice theatrically at age 5.
Probably something grander and more specific to France at the time that Chabrol is implicating here, but primarily of interest to me as a text about the inexplicableness of Philippe Noîret (French Walter Matthau?) as a star by having him play a star. A tad boring maybe, but Claude is always great at articulating the passive aggressiveness of a bourgeois space (that doesn’t make sense?).