Claude Chabrol’s final film (2009) has its problems, though watching it, you can’t help but mourn the passing of a man who brought such intelligence and feeling to the contemporary mystery. Gerard Depardieu (in his only film with Chabrol) is a famous and semiretired police inspector, a role Chabrol wrote specifically for him. Vacationing in Nice, the inspector and his attentive young wife (Marie Bunel) find their idyllic, neo-Thin Man romance strained by the arrival of his dissolute half-brother (Clovic Cornillac); meanwhile the inspector is sucked into a case involving an insurance broker (Jacques Gamblin) who has faked his own death in order to be with the woman of his dreams. These parallel story lines never quite gel into a thematic whole, and the fond portrait of the inspector’s marriage begins to seem a little insipid by the end. Yet Depardieu brings such easygoing authority to the title character that you’re pulled into the investigation, even as Bellamy becomes increasingly bewildered by his home life. In French with subtitles.