If we calculate the instinct, the ability to enter the characters through intuitions, sensations, perceptions, then it is no exaggeration to say that Grard Depardieu is the best actor in the world. His interpretations of the classics of theater and literature confirm this, from Christopher Columbus to the Count of Montecristo. Talent, flair, flexible acting. The combination also applies to this twilight, exhausted Maigret at the terminus which Patrice Leconte and his co – screenwriter Jrme Tonnerre take from the novel by Georges Simenon Maigret and the dead girl written in seven days in the lobby of an American hotel and published in Italy by Adelphi.
A Maigret wrapped in an oversized coat, under a wide-brimmed hat, both too heavy for the Parisian winter of the 1950s in which the inspector drags himself. A Maigret Leaving His Pipe For Doctor’s Advice: You need a nice vacation, or a retirement. Who divides his inquiries between cases from white wine, from Calvados and from beer, and this one from white wine. An elderly hound who he looks with fatherly tenderness on the young women who come from the province seeking luxury and glory and instead they end up in vicious circles, torn to pieces by lurking wolves.
Depardieu / Maigret bathed in hazy light throughout the film, greyish, muddy. He trudges through the darkness of the street lamps, on the ground shining with rain, between bistros and cheap pensions, without sleep and without appetite, in a perennial face to face with evil. In that limbo that already seems otherworldly, he must investigate the death of an unnamed girl found on the street: in the opening we saw her scurry towards a party after trying on a dress for a grand dame and then arguing with the hosts.
Page after page, Simenon’s narrative atmospheres and tricks remain. Maigret’s investigations are a model of insight and patience. The inspector connects the wires, interrogates the suspects, connects the clues, follows apparently invisible traces. He is assailed by the melancholy of time passing by observing the faces of the murdered girls on the morgue table. He talks sadly with Mrs. Maigret, she remembers her missing daughter, she accompanies the key witness of the crime to the bus. He listens to the accused, ready to frame them, He knows that sooner or later some of them will betray, just don’t get distracted. a sensitive gruff, capable of being moved in front of an elderly Lithuanian Jew who escaped war and extermination camps and immediately afterwards to sink on the frailties of the guilty and to release the handcuffs.
Leconte had already faced the world of Simenonbut without Maigret, with The unusual case of Mr. Hire. Depardieu, who in the parterre of the role next to axes like Pierre Renoir and Jean Gabin, Charles Laughton, Gino Cervi and Sergio Castellittohe knows how to make Simenon’s ancient baggage original and transform it into a lesson of noir. If you allow, much better than many giallonzi Americans with built-in executioner.
MAIGRET by Patrice Leconte
(France, 2022, duration 89 ‘)
with Grard Depardieu, Aurore Clment, Jeanine Armnieu, Mlanie Bernier, Jade Labeste, Anne Loiret, Clara Antoons, Andr Wilms
Rating: *** 1/2 out of 5
In the halls
September 17, 2022 | 07:27
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