Film

The Best Way to Walk

Name: The Best Way to Walk
Genre: Drama
Released: 1976
Cast: Patrick Dewaere, Patrick Bouchitey, Christine Pascal, Claude Piéplu, Michel Blanc

Drama

A 1976 French drama about two summer-camp counselors where one discovers the other's cross-dressing secret, then weaponizes it through relentless humiliation. Bertrand Blier's debut is intimate, uncomfortable, and morally urgent—a film about masculinity, shame, and the violence of exposure. For viewers ready to sit with cruelty and ask hard questions about complicity.

TMDb rating

3.3

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