Liked this one. Truffaut sets it in a Paris theater during the Nazi occupation, and you can feel the tension even when no one’s talking about it. Catherine Deneuve is just magnetic here—running the whole show while secretly hiding her Jewish husband in the basement. Depardieu’s great, too, bringing this mix of charm and rough edges.
It’s part romance, part backstage drama, part slow-burn thriller, but it never feels like it’s forcing any of those things. You live in it for two hours. The pacing can be a little leisurely, but it works—like you’re sitting in the theater with them, waiting for the next curtain to rise.
Not Truffaut’s flashiest movie, but maybe one of his most human.
Liked this one. Truffaut sets it in a Paris theater during the Nazi occupation, and you can feel the tension even when no one’s talking about it. Catherine Deneuve is just magnetic here—running the whole show while secretly hiding her Jewish husband in the basement. Depardieu’s great, too, bringing this mix of charm and rough edges.
It’s part romance, part backstage drama, part slow-burn thriller, but it never feels like it’s forcing any of those things. You live in it for two hours. The pacing can be a little leisurely, but it works—like you’re sitting in the theater with them, waiting for the next curtain to rise.
Not Truffaut’s flashiest movie, but maybe one of his most human.
