Sure, you know True Crime, but how many stories have you heard that have that distinctive French Touch? Numerous studies have shown that serial killers are not an invention of our modern society, but on the contrary, since the dawn of time, men and women
The starry night of 16 May 1978 is reflected in the calm water of Lake Geneva. On the shore near the Swiss town of Noville, policemen are searching, stirring up the earth, pulling apart the cobs in a cornfield lit by a gibbous moon. Occasionally, one of their metal detectors goes off, and everyone holds their breath, but no: another old tin can. Pure beef ravioli, of course, but that won't make the investigators happy tonight. They are looking for something else, but what? Gold? The Holy Grail? Pandora's box? Nothing of the sort... They are looking for a coffin, and not just any coffin: that of one of the greatest filmmakers in history.... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The starry night of 16 May 1978 is reflected in the calm water of Lake Geneva. On the shore near the Swiss town of Noville, policemen are searching, stirring up the earth, pulling apart the cobs in a cornfield lit by a gibbous moon. Occasionally, one of their metal detectors goes off, and everyone holds their breath, but no: another old tin can. Pure beef ravioli, of course, but that won't make the investigators happy tonight. They are looking for something else, but what? Gold? The Holy Grail? Pandora's box? Nothing of the sort... They are looking for a coffin, and not just any coffin: that of one of the greatest filmmakers in history.... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The Henri Pranzini case, also known as the "triple murder of the rue Montaigne", was one of the most resounding cases of the late 19th century. At that time, the paper press monopolised the media field, devoting entire sections to news items and attracting nearly 10 million readers eager for sordid crimes. In this case, the story you are about to hear was a hit with all the newspapers, which did not hesitate to take up the subject from the very beginning of the investigation, to get ahead of the police by following up leads of their own, and sometimes even to fabricate when the elements were missing. Decades later, his aura would shine internationally, inspiring a playwright to write a play and a director to make a TV film. All the ingredients are there for a thrilling tale: blood, more than enough, jewels and the best detectives of their time, in pursuit of an adventurer as seductive as he is dangerous. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The Henri Pranzini case, also known as the "triple murder of the rue Montaigne", was one of the most resounding cases of the late 19th century. At that time, the paper press monopolised the media field, devoting entire sections to news items and attracting nearly 10 million readers eager for sordid crimes. In this case, the story you are about to hear was a hit with all the newspapers, which did not hesitate to take up the subject from the very beginning of the investigation, to get ahead of the police by following up leads of their own, and sometimes even to fabricate when the elements were missing. Decades later, his aura would shine internationally, inspiring a playwright to write a play and a director to make a TV film. All the ingredients are there for a thrilling tale: blood, more than enough, jewels and the best detectives of their time, in pursuit of an adventurer as seductive as he is dangerous. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In 2003, an entire family was massacred in a quiet winter sports resort. It all started with their disappearance, which set the media machine in motion. It quickly revealed the grudges and resentments that lay behind the beautiful mountain scenery and ski slopes. Then the worst came to light: one can violently slaughter young children to own a nice chalet. Without even being crazy, just for the desire to have. This frightening story is that of the Grand Bornand massacre. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In 2003, an entire family was massacred in a quiet winter sports resort. It all started with their disappearance, which set the media machine in motion. It quickly revealed the grudges and resentments that lay behind the beautiful mountain scenery and ski slopes. Then the worst came to light: one can violently slaughter young children to own a nice chalet. Without even being crazy, just for the desire to have. This frightening story is that of the Grand Bornand massacre. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In 2003, an entire family was massacred in a quiet winter sports resort. It all started with their disappearance, which set the media machine in motion. It quickly revealed the grudges and resentments that lay behind the beautiful mountain scenery and ski slopes. Then the worst came to light: one can violently slaughter young children to own a nice chalet. Without even being crazy, just for the desire to have. This frightening story is that of the Grand Bornand massacre. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
It was 7.45 am on the morning of 22 August 1995. In Saulx-les-Chartreux, in the Essonne, a market gardener is walking along a path along the Yvette towards her vegetable garden. She had to wait: on the way, she saw a human arm protruding from the watercourse, which had dried up due to the summer temperatures. The limb seems to have been pulled out of a large cloth bag, sunk in 40 centimetres of water. Frightened, the market gardener forgot her turnips and ran in the opposite direction to inform the nearest police station. On the spot, the dead man was fished out of the water and the sheet in which he was wrapped was removed. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
It was 7.45 am on the morning of 22 August 1995. In Saulx-les-Chartreux, in the Essonne, a market gardener is walking along a path along the Yvette towards her vegetable garden. She had to wait: on the way, she saw a human arm protruding from the watercourse, which had dried up due to the summer temperatures. The limb seems to have been pulled out of a large cloth bag, sunk in 40 centimetres of water. Frightened, the market gardener forgot her turnips and ran in the opposite direction to inform the nearest police station. On the spot, the dead man was fished out of the water and the sheet in which he was wrapped was removed. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Wednesday 5 September 2012 is a sunny day in the Bauges mountains of Haute-Savoie. William Brett Martin takes the opportunity to go for a bike ride near the village of Chevaline, population two hundred. He takes the Combe d'Ire road, a nice climb that he regularly does. He is not the only one to pedal in these mountains, but he is in no hurry. He is therefore overtaken by another cyclist at around 3.15 pm. He then passes a green 4 x 4 and a motorbike. Then he reached the Martinet car park at an altitude of 780 metres. He will never forget what he finds there. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Wednesday 5 September 2012 is a sunny day in the Bauges mountains of Haute-Savoie. William Brett Martin takes the opportunity to go for a bike ride near the village of Chevaline, population two hundred. He takes the Combe d'Ire road, a nice climb that he regularly does. He is not the only one to pedal in these mountains, but he is in no hurry. He is therefore overtaken by another cyclist at around 3.15 pm. He then passes a green 4 x 4 and a motorbike. Then he reached the Martinet car park at an altitude of 780 metres. He will never forget what he finds there. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Wednesday 5 September 2012 is a sunny day in the Bauges mountains of Haute-Savoie. William Brett Martin takes the opportunity to go for a bike ride near the village of Chevaline, population two hundred. He takes the Combe d'Ire road, a nice climb that he regularly does. He is not the only one to pedal in these mountains, but he is in no hurry. He is therefore overtaken by another cyclist at around 3.15 pm. He then passes a green 4 x 4 and a motorbike. Then he reached the Martinet car park at an altitude of 780 metres. He will never forget what he finds there. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
It was a wonderful time to be living on the banks of the Rhône in August 1889. While in the capital, the whole of Paris was living to the rhythm of the Universal Exhibition, gathering crowds on the Champ-de-Mars where the very young Eiffel Tower was overlooking the events, the inhabitants of the Rhône-Alpes region were enjoying quiet days, taking advantage of the river and the nature that protected them from the summer heat. However, a detail is disturbing the rural atmosphere: more and more walkers are disturbed by a stench that persists on the departmental road between Vernaison and Millery, south of Lyon. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
It was a wonderful time to be living on the banks of the Rhône in August 1889. While in the capital, the whole of Paris was living to the rhythm of the Universal Exhibition, gathering crowds on the Champ-de-Mars where the very young Eiffel Tower was overlooking the events, the inhabitants of the Rhône-Alpes region were enjoying quiet days, taking advantage of the river and the nature that protected them from the summer heat. However, a detail is disturbing the rural atmosphere: more and more walkers are disturbed by a stench that persists on the departmental road between Vernaison and Millery, south of Lyon. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
To what point can one know misfortune? How many tragedies can occur in a life, and continuously break some rare periods of happiness? For Manuela Gonzalez-Cano, there seems to be no limit: in 25 years, she has lost three husbands. Suicide, fire, depression... Each of her companions suddenly disappears in tragic circumstances, as if they were victims of a curse from which there is no escape. The story is always the same: Manuela gets back on her feet, tries to rebuild her family, and thinks she can do it for a while, before a new incident destroys everything. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
To what point can one know misfortune? How many tragedies can occur in a life, and continuously break some rare periods of happiness? For Manuela Gonzalez-Cano, there seems to be no limit: in 25 years, she has lost three husbands. Suicide, fire, depression... Each of her companions suddenly disappears in tragic circumstances, as if they were victims of a curse from which there is no escape. The story is always the same: Manuela gets back on her feet, tries to rebuild her family, and thinks she can do it for a while, before a new incident destroys everything. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The life of Jean-Baptiste Rambla is a sordid soap opera, made up of episodes each more macabre than the next. It began when he was still known as little Jean. At the age of six, he was the main witness to the kidnapping and murder of his sister, Marie Dolores Rambla. Decades later, he in turn became a murderer. On 3 June 1974, little Jean played with his older sister Marie Dolores Rambla at the foot of his building in the cité Sainte-Agnès in Marseille. On Rue d'Albe, in the 4th arrondissement, there are no green spaces, only car parks. The children are used to this urban landscape which does not take into account their need for air and activities. Unlike many families, the Ramblas do not take advantage of the Whitsun weekend to relax at the beach. The children hide as best they can, telling each other stories full of dreams and hope. Here and there, signs are posted forbidding roller-skating, ball games and noise. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The life of Jean-Baptiste Rambla is a sordid soap opera, made up of episodes each more macabre than the next. It began when he was still known as little Jean. At the age of six, he was the main witness to the kidnapping and murder of his sister, Marie Dolores Rambla. Decades later, he in turn became a murderer. On 3 June 1974, little Jean played with his older sister Marie Dolores Rambla at the foot of his building in the cité Sainte-Agnès in Marseille. On Rue d'Albe, in the 4th arrondissement, there are no green spaces, only car parks. The children are used to this urban landscape which does not take into account their need for air and activities. Unlike many families, the Ramblas do not take advantage of the Whitsun weekend to relax at the beach. The children hide as best they can, telling each other stories full of dreams and hope. Here and there, signs are posted forbidding roller-skating, ball games and noise. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The life of Jean-Baptiste Rambla is a sordid soap opera, made up of episodes each more macabre than the next. It began when he was still known as little Jean. At the age of six, he was the main witness to the kidnapping and murder of his sister, Marie Dolores Rambla. Decades later, he in turn became a murderer. On 3 June 1974, little Jean played with his older sister Marie Dolores Rambla at the foot of his building in the cité Sainte-Agnès in Marseille. On Rue d'Albe, in the 4th arrondissement, there are no green spaces, only car parks. The children are used to this urban landscape which does not take into account their need for air and activities. Unlike many families, the Ramblas do not take advantage of the Whitsun weekend to relax at the beach. The children hide as best they can, telling each other stories full of dreams and hope. Here and there, signs are posted forbidding roller-skating, ball games and noise. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In Nantes, in a residential area where the middle class and the wealthy live, time has stopped at number 55 boulevard Robert Schumann. Since the beginning of April 2011, the black shutters on the white façade have remained closed. Opposite, parked vehicles are stuck, on the letterbox a note soberly indicates: "Mail to be returned to sender. Thank you." Intrigued, the neighbours consulted each other and agreed: no one had seen or heard the occupants of the house for several days. The outward signs suggested a sudden move, but the logistics would undoubtedly have been noticed: a lorry in the middle of the road, people going back and forth with their arms full, bulky items that were willingly given up... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In Nantes, in a residential area where the middle class and the wealthy live, time has stopped at number 55 boulevard Robert Schumann. Since the beginning of April 2011, the black shutters on the white façade have remained closed. Opposite, parked vehicles are stuck, on the letterbox a note soberly indicates: "Mail to be returned to sender. Thank you." Intrigued, the neighbours consulted each other and agreed: no one had seen or heard the occupants of the house for several days. The outward signs suggested a sudden move, but the logistics would undoubtedly have been noticed: a lorry in the middle of the road, people going back and forth with their arms full, bulky items that were willingly given up... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In Nantes, in a residential area where the middle class and the wealthy live, time has stopped at number 55 boulevard Robert Schumann. Since the beginning of April 2011, the black shutters on the white façade have remained closed. Opposite, parked vehicles are stuck, on the letterbox a note soberly indicates: "Mail to be returned to sender. Thank you." Intrigued, the neighbours consulted each other and agreed: no one had seen or heard the occupants of the house for several days. The outward signs suggested a sudden move, but the logistics would undoubtedly have been noticed: a lorry in the middle of the road, people going back and forth with their arms full, bulky items that were willingly given up... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
On October 10, 1986, during an operation carried out hand in hand by the American DEA, the DEA and the Carabinieri, a battering ram broke down the door of a Swiss chalet in the snowy canton of Fribourg. The investigators' information is fresh, and the catch is rather good: 12 kilos of cocaine searched, 12 traffickers rolling around in the powder snow, including three Frenchmen. Among them is a certain François Scapula, a Marseilles-based gangster who used to be called Francis le Brun, before changing his nickname to Scapu la Balance. Yes, Mr Scapula doesn't particularly want to be extradited to France where, given his extensive criminal record, he could be sent to prison for life. He is therefore rather seduced by the DEA's witness protection programme, which offers to make him disappear to start a new life, somewhere in a warm country and with a new identity, less heavy to bear. To do this, he has to go to the table, break the law of silence, please everyone and especially the DEA, who are sulky at the idea of seeing him escape so easily. They can take comfort in the fact that Scapu the snitch has an ace up his sleeve, the unexpected and invaluable answer to a question that everyone has been asking for years: who killed Judge Michel? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
On October 10, 1986, during an operation carried out hand in hand by the American DEA, the DEA and the Carabinieri, a battering ram broke down the door of a Swiss chalet in the snowy canton of Fribourg. The investigators' information is fresh, and the catch is rather good: 12 kilos of cocaine searched, 12 traffickers rolling around in the powder snow, including three Frenchmen. Among them is a certain François Scapula, a Marseilles-based gangster who used to be called Francis le Brun, before changing his nickname to Scapu la Balance. Yes, Mr Scapula doesn't particularly want to be extradited to France where, given his extensive criminal record, he could be sent to prison for life. He is therefore rather seduced by the DEA's witness protection programme, which offers to make him disappear to start a new life, somewhere in a warm country and with a new identity, less heavy to bear. To do this, he has to go to the table, break the law of silence, please everyone and especially the DEA, who are sulky at the idea of seeing him escape so easily. They can take comfort in the fact that Scapu the snitch has an ace up his sleeve, the unexpected and invaluable answer to a question that everyone has been asking for years: who killed Judge Michel? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The story begins as a bad joke: on 27 September 2010, at the Hérault criminal court, three individuals are on trial: a viscount, a tile washer and a wealthy annuitant. They are all allegedly involved in the murder of Bernadette Bissonnet, a retired pharmacist, shot dead in her home two years ago. What link can unite these three people? What secret is behind the victim's death? We'll have to wait to find out, but what starts as a dubious joke will end up in a line worthy of the greatest Greek tragedies. When the verdict is announced, the third defendant, indignant at the fate reserved for him, will rise from his box to declaim in his most flowery language: "Justice of shit!" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The story begins as a bad joke: on 27 September 2010, at the Hérault criminal court, three individuals are on trial: a viscount, a tile washer and a wealthy annuitant. They are all allegedly involved in the murder of Bernadette Bissonnet, a retired pharmacist, shot dead in her home two years ago. What link can unite these three people? What secret is behind the victim's death? We'll have to wait to find out, but what starts as a dubious joke will end up in a line worthy of the greatest Greek tragedies. When the verdict is announced, the third defendant, indignant at the fate reserved for him, will rise from his box to declaim in his most flowery language: "Justice of shit!" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
July 17th, 1987. In her house of Arcachon, Dominique, mother of family, is pulled out of sleep by a man. He rapes her and then withdraws into the darkness, without leaving any trace behind him. Dominique is the first of a long list. Between 1987 and 2002, at least 36 other women from the southwest of France were surprised by the man. Each time, the predator cuts the electricity, enters through the roof without a sound, commits his crime and leaves the way he came. He is so careful that it is not until 1998 that, following several assaults in the Hossegor region, the police understand that a sexual predator is active on the Atlantic coast... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
July 17th, 1987. In her house of Arcachon, Dominique, mother of family, is pulled out of sleep by a man. He rapes her and then withdraws into the darkness, without leaving any trace behind him. Dominique is the first of a long list. Between 1987 and 2002, at least 36 other women from the southwest of France were surprised by the man. Each time, the predator cuts the electricity, enters through the roof without a sound, commits his crime and leaves the way he came. He is so careful that it is not until 1998 that, following several assaults in the Hossegor region, the police understand that a sexual predator is active on the Atlantic coast... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
July 17th, 1987. In her house of Arcachon, Dominique, mother of family, is pulled out of sleep by a man. He rapes her and then withdraws into the darkness, without leaving any trace behind him. Dominique is the first of a long list. Between 1987 and 2002, at least 36 other women from the southwest of France were surprised by the man. Each time, the predator cuts the electricity, enters through the roof without a sound, commits his crime and leaves the way he came. He is so careful that it is not until 1998 that, following several assaults in the Hossegor region, the police understand that a sexual predator is active on the Atlantic coast... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Karine, a young French woman, was shot as she left a movie theater in Pont-Sainte-Maxence in July 1978. She was able to make a full recovery, albeit she was unable to identify her assailant. However, the attacker sent a note to the French gendarmerie several days later, alleging that Karine recognized him and that he would strike again... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Karine, a young French woman, was shot as she left a movie theater in Pont-Sainte-Maxence in July 1978. She was able to make a full recovery, albeit she was unable to identify her assailant. However, the attacker sent a note to the French gendarmerie several days later, alleging that Karine recognized him and that he would strike again... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The number of women who have been attacked or even killed while running is uncountable. This crime, which should not become commonplace, is the starting point of what is now known as the Alexia case. A husband comes to the police station to report that his wife has not returned from a run. He is worried. As time passes, so does his family. When the body of the unfortunate woman is found, everyone supports each other because they are very united. However, the truth will shatter this family, even though it took a long time for it to finally come out. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The number of women who have been attacked or even killed while running is uncountable. This crime, which should not become commonplace, is the starting point of what is now known as the Alexia case. A husband comes to the police station to report that his wife has not returned from a run. He is worried. As time passes, so does his family. When the body of the unfortunate woman is found, everyone supports each other because they are very united. However, the truth will shatter this family, even though it took a long time for it to finally come out. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The number of women who have been attacked or even killed while running is uncountable. This crime, which should not become commonplace, is the starting point of what is now known as the Alexia case. A husband comes to the police station to report that his wife has not returned from a run. He is worried. As time passes, so does his family. When the body of the unfortunate woman is found, everyone supports each other because they are very united. However, the truth will shatter this family, even though it took a long time for it to finally come out. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The number of women who have been attacked or even killed while running is uncountable. This crime, which should not become commonplace, is the starting point of what is now known as the Alexia case. A husband comes to the police station to report that his wife has not returned from a run. He is worried. As time passes, so does his family. When the body of the unfortunate woman is found, everyone supports each other because they are very united. However, the truth will shatter this family, even though it took a long time for it to finally come out. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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