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Nella Parigi occupata, un'attrice sposata con un proprietario di un teatro ebreo deve tenerlo nascosto dai nazisti mentre svolge entrambi i loro lavori.Nella Parigi occupata, un'attrice sposata con un proprietario di un teatro ebreo deve tenerlo nascosto dai nazisti mentre svolge entrambi i loro lavori.Nella Parigi occupata, un'attrice sposata con un proprietario di un teatro ebreo deve tenerlo nascosto dai nazisti mentre svolge entrambi i loro lavori.
- Candidato a 1 Oscar
- 13 vittorie e 7 candidature totali
René Dupré
- Valentin - Writer in Hotel Lobby
- (as Rene Dupre)
Rose Thiéry
- Mme. Thierry - Jacquôt's Mother
- (as Rose Thierry)
Trama
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- QuizIn his Chicago Sun-Times review, Roger Ebert wrote that the character of Daxiat, the collaborationist critic, "is such an evil monster that he must surely be inspired by someone Truffaut knows." Michel Daxiat was the pseudonym of the critic Alain Laubreaux (1899-1968), who wrote for the anti-Semitic journal "Je suis partout." The scene where Bernard gives him a beating is inspired by an incident when Jean Marais punched Laubreaux; after Liberation, Laubreaux shared the fate Daxiat suffers at the film's end.
- BlooperIn one scene in the cellar, during a conversation between Marion and Lucas, we can see the sound recordist hiding himself in a corner of the cellar.
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Marion Steiner: It takes two to love, as it takes two to hate. And I will keep loving you, in spite of yourself. My heart beats faster when I think of you. Nothing else matters.
- Colonne sonoreBei mir Bist du Schön
(Vous êtes plus Belle que le Jour)
Music by Sholom Secunda
Lyrics by Jacob Jacobs
English lyrics by Cahn-Chaplin
French lyrics by Jacques Larue
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The Last Metro (1980)
You can see this as a romance, a complicated one filled with restraint and false moves. You can see this as a war movie about resistance and suffering and subterfuge. Or you might see it as a slice of life--never mind the great plot elements--and get a feel for wartime Paris, its oppression under the Nazis and the inability to quite know what to do to survive.
This is layered with a play within a play in a couple ways, and if there is a weakness to the movie it's this inner play. Maybe it's meant to be a bit boring (as the Nazi-sympathizing critic says it is), but it takes up enough of the movie it drags the reality outside of the play down a bit.
Maybe the movie is about accommodation, about bending your highest principles to survive. Or maybe it's about how the smallest of romantic urges are okay to follow through on. Sometimes. Because in the end there is mostly a feeling of having survived. It isn't triumphant, quite, but relieved.
Francois Truffaut is of course not just a famous director but a lionized one, seeming to get credit for lifting cinema into something artistic and valuable, both. All of that is here. The best of this--like feeling leading actress Catherine Deneuve walking the tightrope through people she could not totally trust--is amazing. The filming is subtle and gorgeous, a warm and humanized camera in the hands of Nestor Almendros (famous in the U.S. for "Days of Heaven"). The writing is natural and spare, except for those parts in the interior plays. It is, at its best, a moving beautiful movie.
The structure has an odd breakdown at the end--intentional, with voice-over, but odd nonetheless. It's disruptive not only in time, as intended, but in tone. It forces the viewer to remember this is a fictional invention, an artifice with a cinematic point. And so it is. We see the end with detachment and it's not as rewarding as before.
There's no reason not to see this film. It's different enough to be engaging and yet familiar enough to not be offputting (as some earlier French New Wave directors seem to want). Memorable, at least for a while.
You can see this as a romance, a complicated one filled with restraint and false moves. You can see this as a war movie about resistance and suffering and subterfuge. Or you might see it as a slice of life--never mind the great plot elements--and get a feel for wartime Paris, its oppression under the Nazis and the inability to quite know what to do to survive.
This is layered with a play within a play in a couple ways, and if there is a weakness to the movie it's this inner play. Maybe it's meant to be a bit boring (as the Nazi-sympathizing critic says it is), but it takes up enough of the movie it drags the reality outside of the play down a bit.
Maybe the movie is about accommodation, about bending your highest principles to survive. Or maybe it's about how the smallest of romantic urges are okay to follow through on. Sometimes. Because in the end there is mostly a feeling of having survived. It isn't triumphant, quite, but relieved.
Francois Truffaut is of course not just a famous director but a lionized one, seeming to get credit for lifting cinema into something artistic and valuable, both. All of that is here. The best of this--like feeling leading actress Catherine Deneuve walking the tightrope through people she could not totally trust--is amazing. The filming is subtle and gorgeous, a warm and humanized camera in the hands of Nestor Almendros (famous in the U.S. for "Days of Heaven"). The writing is natural and spare, except for those parts in the interior plays. It is, at its best, a moving beautiful movie.
The structure has an odd breakdown at the end--intentional, with voice-over, but odd nonetheless. It's disruptive not only in time, as intended, but in tone. It forces the viewer to remember this is a fictional invention, an artifice with a cinematic point. And so it is. We see the end with detachment and it's not as rewarding as before.
There's no reason not to see this film. It's different enough to be engaging and yet familiar enough to not be offputting (as some earlier French New Wave directors seem to want). Memorable, at least for a while.
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- The Last Metro
- Luoghi delle riprese
- Clichy, Hauts-de-Seine, Francia(sets, former chocolate factory)
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- Lordo Stati Uniti e Canada
- 3.007.945 USD
- Fine settimana di apertura Stati Uniti e Canada
- 11.206 USD
- 25 apr 1999
- Lordo in tutto il mondo
- 3.007.945 USD
- Tempo di esecuzione2 ore 12 minuti
- Mix di suoni
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- 1.66 : 1
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