Voici le temps des assassins...

Jean Gabin runs a great restaurant right by Les Halles, the central market of Paris. He's bluff, hardworking, and has taken under his wing Gérard Blain, a poor medical student who works at the market, whom he feeds regularly and takes with him to visit his mother, who runs an inn in the country. Danièle Delorme comes to him from Marseilles. She is the daughter of his ex-wife, who has just died. Gabin takes her in and treats her as a daughter, but comes to have different feelings for her. There's just one problem. Her mother isn't dead. She's a drug addict staying at a cheap hotel nearby, and has a plan for profit.

It's a tale of betrayal directed by Julien Duvivier, and with Gabin in the lead, it's watching both at the top of their forms. One of the strengths of Gabin is his ability to convince you he is what he's playing on screen. As the chef and owner of the restaurant, he's always busy, cooking, dealing with the staff, tending to his customers, catching fish for a fry-up outside his mother's inn. Others get their moments, like Aimé Clariond as an old rake who keeps bringing young actresses to the restaurant, like a character out of a Clouzot film. In fact, it looks like Duvivier is trying to out-Clouzot Clouzot, and he does a fine job of it.

Julien Duvivier and Jean-Pierre Melville are my favorite French film noir directors. Duvivier is in his best form ever in VOICI LE TEMPS DES ASSASSINS, a masterpiece from beginning to end.

It boasts one of Jean Gabin's finest performances ever - no mean accolade given that Gabin simply never acted badly, regardless of the quality of the film he appeared in. And he appeared in a fair number of duds.

In this case, he delivers a calm, nuanced performance reflecting the basic good nature of his character, always ready for a kindness to his staff, customers, and friends. He loves his mother and treats his old maid with respect, two women who have always looked out, and continue to look out for him. However, his genuinely benign nature belies a strong character. He is no pushover or fool. The subtle script trains the spotlight on a selfless, generous man who gradually loses his cool and changes as he finds more and more about his deceitful wife.

His first wife, whom he divorced but does not resent for taking him to the cleaners, is the mother of his second wife to be, Catherine, a young woman played by the beautiful yet facially plain Danielle Delorme - an interesting combination of contrasts that reflects Catherine's own inner contradictions, and capacity to change mood, lie and backstab others in the blink of an eye.

Delorme delivers an outstanding performance of psychotic complexity under the veneer of normality and bodily elegance. It is clear from the way she looks at Gabin and at his restaurant that she has a plan. That she is not the angelical soul she tries to convey comes across steadily, and is confirmed with her clever and opportunistic theft of a wad of notes from a customer.

There is nothing innocent about her purported innocence, and her laughing and crying reaction to Gérard murder is a sequence of genius and psychological insight reflecting Duvivier's sensitive understanding of the fact that Catherine is not just out and out evil, but is also capable of love.

Catherine ingratiates herself into Gabin's life with ulterior motives which are dropped piecemeal in the viewer's lap. The result is riveting film narrative.

Tough logic drives the highly credible and incisive script. B&W photography is exceptional. Fitting soundtrack, too, with great initial song by Germaine Montero.

There is not one weak acting performance in the film. Gérard Blain excels as Gabin's loyal but misunderstood and tragically misrepresented best chum. Gabrielle Fontan as Gabin's sharp-eyed and whip expert mother, and Lucienne Bogaert as Delorme's drugged mother also deserve the highest plaudits.

Perhaps César could have been a meaner-looking dog. I accept that but César too has an exterior that belies his inner personality. That fun and loving exterior conceals a basic loyalty toward his beloved owner, himself an example of loyalty. The scene where César lies next to Blain's covered corpse is deeply touching and it provides the logical ramp for his final, revengeful attack. The beast is capable of far nobler feelings than the modern-looking, cunning, and apparently civilized Catherine, the trademark femme fatale.

Must-see film noir. 10/10

This opens in stunning fashion, with amazing panning shots of Paris' Les Halles in full and glorious flow in the 50s. Parisians must look now at London's Covent Garden development and wonder just what they did to their own central market. Back on screen, the fine sequences continue inside Jean Gabin's busy and successful restaurant, with great movement and sense of excitement. Both Gabin and Daniele Delorme are most effective as the narrative develops but it is a familiar tale and Delorme is only too convincing in her role to deceive just about everyone, seemingly for love but in reality, of course, for dosh. a surprising whipping scene and some scenes of real tension towards the end but this is french and overlong without too many surprises.

Were it not for the final 15 unbelievable minutes, I could have given this one 9, because the direction is assured, and the cinematography by Armand Thirard is wonderfully evocative, both of Les Halles and the Seine riverbank. Gabin and Blain playing two men suckered by a woman give excellent performances, Lucienne Bogaert as the woman's junkie mother gives another in a long line of vicious performances (how I've loved to hate her over the years), and the woman herself, Daniele Delorme, playing the crazed daughter of Gabin and Bogaert manages to hold her emotions in check until those final unbelievable minutes.

I grew up watching Duvivier's films: Carnet de bal, Pepe le moko and La Bandera. I saw in them a mastery of detail and a way of working with actors that pleased me very much. His work in the 50's doesn't equal what he did then.

Only 6 reviews for that pure Masterpiece of French Film Noir, direct in my top 5 ("Les Diaboliques" have 160 reviews and "Non Coupable" has only 2 reviews (?)(another pure masterpiece of French Film Noir with Michel Simon at his best, in my top 5 of course). Everything has been said by other bright reviewers, I just confirm you cannot forget that sick darkness of the characters. Impossible, printed forever in your mind.