★★★★☆ (4/5)
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. Bank Under Siege
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. This is a heist where the only thing