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16 out of 19 people found the following review useful:
More than a touch of Truffaut's charm., 16 October 2002
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Author:
manxman-1 from bahamas
A nice little movie about Janine, a young girl, a compulsive thief, in post-war France, trying to put some kind of life together. Kicked out of her village for theft she goes to the big city where she takes employment as a maid and begins an affair with a married man. On meeting Raoul, a fellow thief, she embarks on a secondary love affair that ultimately leads to incarceration in reform school. Compelling performances by Charlotte Gainsbourg as Janine and the talented, sadly missed Simon de la Brosse as Raoul. This was Truffaut's last sortie into writing before his death and the charm is totally evident. A sentimental journey through a troubled young woman's life, this is a wonderfully detailed story that lingers.
11 out of 14 people found the following review useful:
based on a Truffaut's script, a success in Miller's work, 7 August 2004
Author:
dbdumonteil
Originally, "the little thief" is a movie that François Truffaut was to
shot. Indeed, he was dreaming of a feminized version of his movie "les 400
coups" (1959). Unfortunately, he died before he could make his film. So, it
was Claude Miller who took over and put in pictures a story with recurrent
topics in Truffaut's work such as childhood, education. The whole may not
reach the peak of "les 400 coups" but it is after all a decent work although
opinion is a little divided about it. I think the movie is especially worth
for Charlotte Gainsbourg, full of freshness. Her amazing performance is
enough to justify the trip and the vision of the film. She epitomizes with a
lot of conviction the role of this teenager searching for real love and a
better life. More simply, she nearly carries the whole movie on her
shoulders. But, don't neglect the other obvious qualities that Miller's
movie contains: the quality of the screenplay, the subtlety of the making
and a quite faithful reconstruction of the France after the Second World
War.
A light and nice movie. Truffaut would probably have approved the result.
4 out of 6 people found the following review useful:
The Jane of Hearts, 22 April 2008
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richard_sleboe from Germany
She steals from the church to go to the movies. Janine, you've got to like her. But her own life is unlike the song-and-dance pictures she likes so much. It's more like a ballad, set to music in a minor key. As Bob Dylan famously put it: "She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs, with men in every walk of life which took her everywhere." While Janine may have the genes of a flirt and a crook, it's the men she meets that take her from petty theft to grand larceny. She finds out the hard way there are limits even for a pretty girl and ends up in a nunnery that is half poorhouse, half prison. By showing us what she does, rather than narrating what happens to her, Claude Miller brings to life a story (written by none other than François Truffaut himself) that may easily have turned out corny at a lesser man's hands. The 1950s rural and Parisian sets are designed with just the right mixture of dedication and détente to make you forget it's only make-belief. The whole thing feels entirely natural and deeply touching at the same time. The biggest credit, of course, is due to the amazing Charlotte Gainsbourg and her arresting performance in the part of Janine. She resists the temptation of playing her as a teenage martyr and makes her a cheeky Cinderella instead.
secondhand Truffaut, 1 December 2010
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Michael Neumann from United States
It's a good thing this belated tribute to Francois Truffaut was adapted from an original story by the late director himself; otherwise the film might be mistaken for a plagiarism. The story itself is a distaff companion piece to 'The 400 Blows', following a compulsive teenage kleptomaniac in post-War France, whose sticky fingers and rebellious disposition land her in and out of jail, and in and out of love. Charlotte Gainsbourg is certainly appealing in the title role, but Claude Miller's direction is perfunctory, at best; he places each scene in the correct order but has little feeling for the material, other than an obvious respect for its author, whose name alone is enough to lend the film some token credibility. Enough incidental pleasures survive the awkward adaptation to make it a worthwhile diversion for any dedicated Francophile, and a must-see for die-hard Truffaut fans, but the film suffers from an ending that might lead viewers to suspect Miller was working from an incomplete outline.
3 out of 8 people found the following review useful:
I am a bit envious of her, 3 May 2005
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Author:
liyangti from Australia
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
The young little thief always follow her desires.. Movies, adult
clothes, losing virginity, man. It's so sexy when she change her common
shoes for students into high heels..
We pity her cos her family background and her mum left her, we hate her
cos she stole things with no shame and I am envious of her cos she is
so true and honest, she do whatever she wants. On the opposite of most
hypocritical people, she is the most free bird.
Actually, she is such an adorable and innocent girl with low and shy
voice. It's easy to find employer, sugar daddy, boy friend and real
good friend. But she still chose the way to hell. Why? I guess it's
more easy to choose the old and bad habit which you were addicted to.
Life is wise, when it brings temptation, it also brings test.
0 out of 7 people found the following review useful:
La Petite Nympheuse., 20 October 2008
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Author:
fedor8 (fedor8@yahoo.com) from Serbia
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As usual, when commenting on a (typical) European movie, I am not going
to sheepishly quote pseudo-poets like Bob Dylan or talk pretentiously
about the "recurring alienation theme". (If you're a Marxist, hence
obsessed with alienation, then you'll pretty much see it everywhere -
even in a Bugs Bunny cartoon.) I prefer to say it like it is. If you're
a loveur of la cinema Francophonique and everything Truffautesque, you
might want to skip this text.
LPV is yet another typical French male fantasy with distinct Lolita
overtones. No other nation in the world makes so little effort in
hiding this passion on the big screen. Quite to the contrary, they love
this stuff and will probably never tire of making movies in which young
female nymphomaniacs throw themselves at middle-aged men. (Doesn't that
remind you of the plot of every other porn film?) To be fair, one
cannot speak of pedophilia here because a fully-developed 17 year-old
Gainsbourg plays a 16 year-old (which might disappoint some
Lolita-movie purists posing as connoisseurs of filmic art). However, we
do have a young - and in certain ways very naive - virgin here seeking
sex. That's tacky enough as it is.
As I mentioned, it's not the middle-aged man who hunts down the nubile
- it's the other way round. This premise has less realism to it than
the story of Dumbo the Flying Elephant. And guess what? As in any
fantasy, the middle-aged man at first REJECTS the girl's sexual
advances - on moral grounds. Ah, these movie men have such impenetrable
moral fiber! Or almost: eventually he succumbs to her charms, and does
it with her, after which the director is only too happy to satisfy the
male segment of the film's audience by showing Gainsbourg's breasts in
full view. (Not that I'm complaining about nudity, but then don't
pretend it's "arte".)
Not that he himself deflowers her. Young and crazy Gainsbourg was far
too impatient for this middle-aged man to finally come around, so she
did it first with a ginger handyman she'd just met. All in all, she has
sex with three different men (not all middle-aged buffoons, to
Truffaut's credit). The total sum would have been four, but the
Catholic priest rejected her offer early on in the movie. (Hmm, I do
wonder why...)
LPV, in spite of its faults, is fairly watchable, somewhat
entertaining; the plot moves at a brisk pace with plenty of things
happening - even if half of them lack credibility or are plain moronic.
However, while it does have a beginning, LPV has no middle or end. It
just trots along like the first installment of a 6-part TV mini-series
bio. The "ending" constitutes of a pitiful, brief epilogue which serves
as a poor substitute for a real conclusion. (Or was Truffaut aiming for
a Lolitaesque "Star Wars"-type saga that covers different epochs of the
life of a young harlot? We'll never know...) The epilogue informs us
that she (predictably) changed her mind about having an abortion, and
that her doctor said that the infant's over-activity in the womb
indicates it might turn out to be a hyperactive little moron - just
like its mother! Touching. And so informative.
The other problem with the movie is that it's not easy to either
identify with or sympathize - hence to be too interested - in the
trials, tribulations and mishaps of a mostly unlikable, lying,
thieving, promiscuous, treacherous, borderline-retarded little slag.
Perhaps you have to be a film student to laugh at a bomb being thrown
at a bunch of cows...
I don't see what's supposed to be so damn "cute" about theft. This is
not some silly heist comedy in which immoral behaviour can be laughed
at and dismissed as a mere movie gimmick. However, it isn't surprising:
European movies, and particularly French ones, have often been
mysteriously devoid of morality, with decadence lurking around every
corner. (Ah, those Socialists and their hedonism... such role-models
for the youth...) Another example of this is when Gainsbourg's female
boss congratulates her for hooking up with a married man: "A married
man, huh? Bravo!" she says, and this is a PREGNANT woman we're talking
about here. Typically, her reaction wasn't meant to be either funny or
full of hypocrisy. Another reminder where this movie was made...
From whom did Gainsbourg learn to break into locked houses? Was the
director trying to present us with your average juvenile delinquent or
was he giving us a glimpse into the life of a master criminal
in-the-making? Silly.
Yes, Truffaut must be a genius for writing a Lolita script about a
dumb, horny girl. She must be utterly alienated from society, and I'd
quote some Bob Dylan poetry right now if only I cared to remember any
of that charlatan's lyrics...
5 out of 17 people found the following review useful:
Captivating look at French teen life, 8 November 1998
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Author:
Ron-18
Very good movie. Go see it. Bittersweet, sexy, sad, funny..good casting...it's all there.
5 out of 19 people found the following review useful:
Same old same old - French male fantasy, 21 April 2008
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Author:
Mikelito from Europe
Truffaut originally wanted to do this movie, but died. He seems to have
left behind notes. What might they have contained, I wonder: "Alright,
there's this young chick, and she's all horny and a juvenile delinquent
and she just does what she wants. And we'll have lots of excuses for
boobs and lingerie." Hat's off to the genius.
This starts out pretty entertaining. A look into a girls life in France
in the late 40s.
But lo and behold, who would have guessed it: after 20 minutes it turns
into the number 1 passion of French men: a Lolita fantasy.
Yes, an insecure grown man who is very supposedly married hooks up with
a teenage girl... In fact as we all know from decades of French movies
this is yet another French man's wet dream brought to the screen. So
was Truffaut no different? Too bad.
The girl in this movie seduces the man and that makes it credible,
plausible and "proof" that this is not Pedophilia. Well at least we
believe it, won't we?
Unfortunately it is just that: Pedophilia. There are lots of gratuitous
scenes of the girl wearing lingerie etc. Of course those scenes had to
be there. Otherwise we couldn't possibly have followed this deep and
meaningful story... Because you know she just happens to be a
kleptomaniac and she just happens to love lingerie. So she has to try
on what she steals doesn't she? She could have stolen tractors or food
but who wants to see her eating a baguette on a tractor, right? Right.
Later on they check into 2 separate hotel rooms as father and daughter.
But grandma concierge knows everything ... she doesn't really approve
but hey, this is France, he's 40 and she's 16, no problem!
I guess everything is fine - Charlotte Gainsbourg was SEVENteen at the
time. Quite old actually to be in a French movie about defloration.
If you are not convinced by the noble intentions now, there are women's
prison scenes and cat fights in the movie as well.
So you see, this is really just an innocent and totally non-sexist
totally non-speculative totally non-exploitative look into a young
girls life.
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