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AU REVOIR LES ENFANTS (HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)                                         A

As a filmmaker, Louis Malle has a strangely chilly, almost impersonal style. It’s easy to view movies like Atlantic City and May Fools as stylishly uninvolved. Even his most lurid and controversial work; The Lovers, Pretty Baby and Damage depict sexual obsession and passion with a sense of detached curiosity. What he excelled at, however, was patience. His camera lingers a beat longer than expected to reveal small truths. He revels in those quiet, uncomfortable moments where a character’s intention is revealed by a casual look or gesture.

It is with that supreme patience that Malle delivers his most intensely personal and, unequivocally, best film, Au Revoir Les Enfants.

Set in a Catholic Boarding School in 1944 occupied France it tells the story of Julien Quentin (Gaspard Manesse), a wealthy Parisian schoolboy who befriends new student, Jean Bonnet (Raphael Fejto). At first Julien is jealous of Bonnet’s obvious intelligence and talent. He regards the boy’s careful timidity as a sign of weakness and joins the other boys’ in their bullying. Over time, however, he discovers that there is a good reason for Jean’s silent and secretive nature.

Based on his childhood experiences, Malle is expert at recreating the everyday hardships and emotional uncertainties war brings to even the most tranquil of settings. Sudden air raids, German patrols and rationed food and bath water infect every corner of life and yet the boys behave with oblivious bravado, gleefully contemptuous of the monks who desperately seek to keep them safe. With his careful attention to detail and nuance, the director masterfully captures the rhythms and rituals of childhood, showing how they mimic and presage the worst behaviors of man – war, prejudice and petty selfishness.

By training his camera on the blandness of real life and the callous innocence of youth, Malle avoids gross sentimentality and allows Julien’s slow epiphany of his friend’s situation and his unthinking betrayal to develop to devastating effect. The film quietly catches up with you, evoking the fear and tragic regret of boys who realize they aren’t as grown up as they think they are.

Shot with a burnished lushness, Malle’s visuals are stunningly beautiful; the forest, the schoolyard, even the boys’ dormitory glow with storybook purity. The performers, particularly the children, are so convincing and authentic it’s hard to believe they’re acting.
Though American audiences may find it difficult to surrender to Au Revoir Les Enfants’ deliberately gentle pace and lack of narrative thrust, this compelling and heartfelt examination of identity and shattered innocence offers a feast of understated rewards.