Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Single, 30-something moral Catholic is looking for a wife.
Moral Catholic spies a bland blonde in church, whom he decides he'll marry.
Moral Catholic won't sleep with some 'seductive, worldly' brunette he's just met, despite her repeated attempts.
Lots of talking, not alot of it interesting.
Moral Catholic drives around town, looking for blonde.
He eventually finds her; she seems bored/shy/distracted in his presence.
That's basically it.
I really don't want to sound like the dopey American here, but I like Jean-Louis Trintignant, I like French movies made in the 60's (generally speaking), but I fell asleep during this shit.