Watched '400 Blows' with K since she recommended it. It was pretty good at giving the impression of what it was like to be an extremely French sort of delinquent kid ~ I got some definite Catcher in the Rye vibes from the main character, but the "maaaan I am out of place in this adult world and they just don't understaaaand", while intact, takes place in a very different cultural environment. The weakest-feeling parts were when Antoine (Truffaut's self-insert) did things that seemed gratuitously stupid, despite spending most of the film seeming at least mildly clever. The Balzac-plagiarism stood out. Like, how... how do you expect your obnoxiously literarily-educated schoolteacher to not notice you are copying a famous author word-for-word. Maybe it was just done out of spite. I'd say about (7/10) for my level of naive enjoyment of the movie; maybe if I was more smrt about the history of French film I'd appreciate it more.