Les disparus de St. Agil

Youth culture in the 20th century is literally a mystery. It may have started, innocently enough, with a couple of grand celebrated coming of age novels - Booth Tarkington's "Seventeen" in the U.S. and Alain-Fournier's "Le Grand Meaulne" in France, both published appropriately enough in the teens of the last century. But from then on appeared mystery and action novels aimed squarely at a teenage public in no hurry to grow up and set in a contemporary setting (unlike, say, period pieces like "Treasure Island" or "Kidnapped", or all-out fantasies like "The Lord of the Rings"). The elements of danger, mystery and suspense were always present in that sub-genre of literature as if the thrill of puberty and adolescence had to be naturally expressed through the predominant feeling of fear, left over from the terror of childhood fairy tales. This tradition yielded an untold number of "Hardy Boys" novels and Boy Scout romances on both sides of the Atlantic. This is the tradition that would eventually produce "Scoobidoo" cartoons as well as the Harry Potter novels and that gave the book from which "Les Disparus de St-Agil" is extracted. It is a worthy film with many brilliant adult and juvenile actors (Eric Von Stroheim, Michel Simon and the young Marcel Mouloudji who would eventually loose his first name to become the singer-composer Mouloudji of St-Germain-des-Prés fame in the 50's; even eventual singers and actors Charles Aznavour and Serge Reggiani appear uncredited as school-boys). This story of children disappearing and reappearing while solving a murder-disappearance enigma with supernatural overtones that has stumped more mature minds in their boarding school is a microcosm of adolescent identity acted out with all the natural of Jean Vigo's earlier "Zéro de conduite", thanks to Jacques Prévert's gift for believable dialog. The school's secret society is called "les chiche-capons", which is synonymous with after-school shenanigans and has become the name of a famous French pop group today. The expression is an argot rendering of the chicken games kids play to dare themselves into being braver (chiche = I dare you; capon = chicken, coward, non-entity). Christian-Jacque's direction of this claustrophobic drama is modern, sympathetic, limpid and utilitarian but very different from the sweep and scope of his "comic epics" like "Les Perles de la Couronne" (1937, for Sacha Guitry) or "Fanfan La Tulipe" (1952, with Gérard Philipe).

The film is set in the boarding school of St. Agil where 3 pupils - Marcel Mouloudji (Macroix), Serge Grave (Baume) and Jean Claudio (Sorgue) - form a secret society whose aim is to escape to America. They meet in a classroom after lights out in the dormitory to bond their commitments to one another. One day, however, one of the pupils goes missing. Then another....

This film keeps you hooked on the mystery and the cast all perform convincingly. We have 2 sets of players - the schoolkids and the teachers - who belong to very different clubs with their own in-fighting amongst themselves.

The set-up in the dormitory is much better than what I experienced when I was at boarding school in Switzerland. We had an open plan room with bunk-beds for 20 - 30 children whilst these guys get a curtained-off area for privacy between each bed. The shenanigans are still the same, however, eg, meeting up and sneaking off after lights out. In my day, it was midnight feasts, carrying out pranks like swapping everyone's slippers around and meeting at a football pitch for a game at midnight. We had to exit and re-enter the school through a window and it was instant expulsion if caught leaving the school premises. 100% record - never caught! Apart from being busted for the slipper swap for which, ironically, I got the slipper! It was one of the favoured forms of punishment at that time. So, I revisited some good memories watching this film. It is also a gripping tale and recommended.

I have seen German boy's school (All Quiet on the Western Front), UK boy's school (Goodbye, Mr. Chips), and American boy's school (Dead Poet's Society). So, now was my time to check out the French version of Boys School. Let us just say that the other countries did it a bit better. It is a good try, but no cigar, despite some interesting performances. Erich von Stroheim is always fun to watch, and the rest of the cast is fine. The writing is just weaker than the other countries' counterparts. Harmless fun.

A residential boys' school full of almost same aged boys fall into a great mystery when two of the boys goes missing. The closest friend of the two missing boys takes steps to uncover the mystery.

I liked this movie very much despite it being very old one, almost 100 years back. The director is very good. The script is tight and solid. 100% RECOMMENDED.

This is a first class version of Pierre Very's 'detective novel for children'. Christian-Jaque is the director and the atmosphere is provided by cinematographer Marcel Julien with a wonderfully 'spooky' score by Henri Verdun. Here we have a truly amazing bunch of unique, eccentric actors the likes of whom we will never see again. What can one say about Erich von Stroheim, Michel Simon and Robert le Vigan? The latter skipped parole and fled to Argentina while serving a sentence for his fascist sympathies. Von Stroheim created a persona for himself as an Austrian aristocrat although he was in fact the son of a lower-middle class Jewish hatter. Simon much preferred living with animals than humans and kept pet monkeys. They are all splendid in this of course and Simon does a wonderful 'drunk'. Good support by Armand Bernard as a rather neurotic concierge and Aimee Clariond of the Comedie Francaise who never seemed to be out of work, as the headmaster. The boys are excellent, notably Marcel Mouloudji who later found renown as a chanteur and was highly effective in Cayatte's 'Nous sommes tous les assassins' and Jean Claudio who played Dmitri in L'Herbier's 'Rasputin'. Apparently Serge Reggiani and Charles Aznavour, uncredited, play schoolboys. I certainly didn't spot them but I suppose if I made the effort I just might. Great entertainment and one of Christian-Jaque's best. Herbert Lom once said that making a film involves a collection of egomaniacs trying to give the impression of working as part of a team. This film brought his observation to mind!