(film only review) A Maserati Quattroporte is racing through Paris by night. It doesn't take long until the police notice and chase it. The young, black driver is betting 100 Euro that he can escape, the middle-aged, white man in the passenger seat is only smiling. The driver then changes his mind, lets the police stop him and bets 200 Euro that they'll soon escort them with blaring sirens to a hospital. While a policeman is searching him roughly, the passenger has an epileptic fit, the driver starts shouting that they may be responsible for the man's immediate death. He's allowed to get back into the car, they're escorted to a hospital as he had foreseen. But ...  Read the complete review