You need high-octane car chases, a happy ending, or clear good guys and bad guys.
Leclercq’s direction is deliberately suffocating. He keeps the camera tight on faces—the twitch of an eye, the tremor in a hand holding a pistol. The action is not balletic; it is clumsy, deafening, and usually accidental. This is a heist where the only thing more dangerous than the thieves is the situation itself. Beyond the action, the series functions as a fascinating period piece. The 1970s setting isn’t just for the vintage cars and brown suits. It is essential to the plot. France was still reeling from the post-war economic boom’s hangover, grappling with rising crime and political extremism.
In the crowded landscape of heist thrillers, where slick crews in designer masks crack impossible safes in under sixty seconds, Bank Under Siege (Netflix) feels like a punch to the gut. It’s loud, claustrophobic, and deeply, morally messy.
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The French limited series, created by Hamid Hlioua and directed by Julien Leclercq ( The Bouncer ), doesn’t just reenact a robbery. It dissects the desperation of post-war France. Based on the true 1976 siege in Nice, the show strips away the glamour of Ocean’s Eleven and replaces it with sweat, cigarette smoke, and the ticking clock of a city on the verge of a riot. The year is 1976. Nice, France. A gang of hardened criminals, led by the weary Albert Spaggiari (Lanteri), executes what they believe is a flawless heist on the Société Générale bank. They tunnel through the sewers, crack the vault, and make off with millions.
But the escape goes wrong.
★★★★☆ (4/5)
