Quatre jours à Paris (1955) Directed by André Berthomieu
Comedy / Romance / Musical
aka: Four Days in Paris
Film Review
Singing sensation Luis Mariano was at the height of his popularity when
he lent his questionable vocal talents to this synthetic musical, an
all too obvious attempt to mimic the lavish Technicolor musicals being
churned out on the other side of the Atlantic. Journeyman
director André Berthomieu gets good value from his star
performer but his work lacks the inspired touch of his Hollywood
counterparts, so the film has little to distinguish it from Mariano's
other film musicals of this time. The gaudy sets have the
unfortunate effect of making the film look like a television test card
but what better setting for a lead actor who looks more like an
animated doll than a human being? The songs are plentiful, the
best of the mixed bunch being Gabrielle
and Paris Champagne, although
the plot is somewhat lacking and seems to fizzle out by the midway
point. Inspired by a popular operetta, Quatre jours à Paris is a
colourful escapist treat for fans of Luis Mariano, an absolute torment
for everyone else.
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Film Synopsis
Young Mario, hairdresser at the Hyacinthe beauty clinic, falls in love
with Gabrielle, a young girl from the provinces who is passing through
Paris. This suits his friend Nicolas, who is madly in love with
Mario's present mistress...
Cast: Luis Mariano (Mario),
Geneviève Kervine (Gabrielle),
Jane Sourza (Rita Alvarez),
Roger Nicolas (Nicolas),
Arthur Allan (Alvarez),
Nicolas Amato (Le maire),
Andrex (Le brigadier),
Luc Andrieux (Le gendarme),
Charles Bouillaud (Le portier),
Darry Cowl (L'aviculteur),
Nina Myral (L'habilleuse),
Gaston Orbal (Hyacinthe),
Gisèle Robert (Gisèle),
Fernand Sardou (Montaron),
Jackie Sardou (Zénaïde),
Francis Boyer,
Claudine Collas,
Roger Dalphin,
Louis Villor
Country: France
Language: French
Support: Color
Runtime: 96 min
Aka:Four Days in Paris
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