Pepe Le Pew may be cancelled but Jean Gabin is forever (as a sort of French Spencer Tracy) in this film about a thief whose achilles heel is women. It is very stylish, and if you squint you could call it a spiritual prequel to Casablanca.
This movie is honestly so bizarre, the main thing I will say about it is that it keeps referencing how the villain is going to take the mother fucking Hindenburg across the Atlantic. This movie came out in March the same year that the airship famously went up in flames, just two months after the film’s release. Oh the humanity! But then, weirdly, for reasons that are very convoluted even by the standards of this already flimsy film, the movie ends, totally inexplicably—with a boat disaster.
I guess you could say history is made...at height. By the Hindenburg. Not by this movie.
Finally watched this un-sung masterpiece on Disney Plus. Would have given 12 stars for the strong dachshund representation on screen, but there was in fact a lot of anti-dachshund sentiment so I have to downgrade the rating.
The dachshund-owning wife in the film is often portrayed as loving dachshunds “too much” and being unwilling to see the flaws in her precious creatures. Her anti-dachshund husband scoffs at the “walking weenies,” and longs for bigger dog, which is how this couple…
“Discouraging isn’t it? Women with furs like that where it never even gets cold.”
It’s a script where every word counts, and each performance elevates what might otherwise be a melodrama into a high-stakes, definitive tale of ambition, success and celebrity.
The film is also, crucially, about women. What makes a woman likeable, acceptable or valuable? The different roles she may play, the tropes she may avoid - each leading woman explores them, the male characters mostly existing as props around…