It's incredibly lively from the moment Françoise Dorléac is kidnapped and Jean-Paul Belmondo springs into action (he's rarely doing anything else). They both have great vivacity and his Harold Lloyd-like stunts are jaw dropping (high rise clambering with no visible signs of safety). In fact the film often invokes the silent era, with sixties fixings. My last review was that it was like North By Northwest through nouvelle vague eyes, with definite Tintin and early Bond moments, with even a Popeye reference - this time I'm inclined to suggest it's 80% Tintin. Françoise Javet's editing though is very much of its time and in what I dubbed a 'Hergé edit' JP goes from swimming to suddenly accompanying a girl on water-skies.
The 'Hergé edit' in action: Cigars of the Pharoah |
Music Georges Delerue, photography Edmond Séchan.
The story / screenplay by Jean-Paul Rappeneau, Arian Mnouchkine, Daniel Boulanger and de Broca was Oscar-nominated
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