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  • Although Louis Jouvet remains in the periphery,the film belongs to him.More than to the director himself.He portrays a dramatic art teacher -which he was in real life- and when he gives a piece of advice to his "students" -who are,ironically ,already professionals:Odette Joyeux,Bernard Blier-the film always rings true,it's quite realistic.There are many sequences where the students perform scenes from classic playwrights -my favorite is the excerpt from "taming of the shrew"-and Jouvet's comments and critics are always insightful,as if it were cinema verite .But the scene in the laundry where Jouvet convinces Isabelle's aunt and uncle that their niece was born to play on stage is pure Jeanson : it's the famous moment when Jouvet explains to them that if he wears his Legion d'Honneur ,it is to impress the morons.

    Opinions are divided over the "true" love affairs.Cecilia(Odette Joyeux) is a spoiled child who tries to take revenge on her ex-lover who has left her for Isabelle.The writers tried to connect the fictitious heroes to reality but it would take Marcel Carné and Jacques Prévert to fully succeed in that task ("Les Enfants du Paradis" ).

    Just sit back and watch the great artist Jouvet at work.He makes all the scenes he's not in almost mediocre by comparison.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    As an admirer of Louis Jouvet I have long coveted this film and now, at last, I own it thanks thanks to the boundless generosity of the Norwegian film buff who has provided so many memorable movies over the years. Jouvet was primarily a man of the theatre who condescended to appear in films to finance his theatre work, possibly inspiring Orson to do the same thing years later though in Orson's case he appeared in crap to finance art-house fodder. Jouvet played stage actors on film in such titles as La Fin du jour and Miquette et sa mere and here he plays a dramatic teacher which was again close to home as he had done this in real life as well. Henri Jeanson provided his usual pithy dialogue and there are sightings of Julien Carette and Marcel Dalio. Claude Dauphin is ostensibly the leading man but we needn't dwell on him. Marc Allegret enjoyed a fairly long if mainly undistinguished career - his Fanny, for example is arguably the weakest of the great Pagnol trilogy and a movie he made in England, Blanche Fury, didn't exactly set the screen ablaze - but this is definitely one of if not the highlight.
  • Some 70 years after it came out, this film, in my opinion, did not take any wrinkle!

    Definitely, Louis Jouvet was an extraordinary actor … In Entrée Des Artistes, once more, his play touches the spectator… holds it breathless…

    To tell the truth, in this movie, all the actors have fantastic acting, perfect diction and a common quality: the theatrical dimension… and by mentioning only Jouvet, I am strongly unfair with the other comedians.

    Hope they might forgive me, if you don't!

    Allégret, with a consumed art, takes us along in the world of the actors, like in the world of the human beings: the drama in real life, the comedy at the theater…

    And even if I must admit that I might have preferred a different end, incorrigible optimist that I am, it keeps a coherent dramatic sense.

    In few words, I thus adored this film, even if the quality of the VHS can only make me consider it regrettable that there was yet no restoration...

    If you're able to see it, don't miss it!

    ***A film is never really good unless the camera is an eyes in the head of a poet Orson Welles***