Finished Delicatessen while packing today. The story is of a post-apocalyptic France where a butcher must butcher the tenants in order to … er, feed the tenants. This is punctuated by some entertaining Rube Goldberg attempts at suicide by the character Aurore. I found the whole of it quite entertaining. And, unlike the last French film I saw, it didn’t feature anything particularly disturbing, which is refreshing. Felt an awful lot like a Gilliam film, only more coherent. Brilliant. 8/10.