Adieu l'ami

It is my personal opinion that "adieu l´ami" is one of the most underestimated movies of alain delon. Its psychological structure is of a highly complex density and needs to be analysed more. Especially the ambivalent role of women, sex and violence makes plenty of different interpretations possible. I propose to view "adieu l´ami" as an early outlook to the risky and multi-individualistic lifestyle and social attitude of the late ninetees. Comparing now the plot of "adieu l´ami" to the reality of western societies it must be seen as a masterpiece of impressing directive power.

Adieu L'ami/Farewell,Friend is a near perfect film in which a viewer is assured that there is all possibility of entertainment guaranteed.This is because apart from strong men in the form of maverick actors namely Alain Delon and Charles Bronson,there are also good performances by beautiful women such as Brigitte Fossey and Olga Georges Picot.It is true that "Adieu L'ami" respects all the conventions of heist film genre but it cannot be classified as an ordinary heist film as it is only until the end that the viewers have to guess about the actual perpetrators of a financial crime.This effect has been created by treating everybody as a suspect.As a different type of heist film, the theme of men being overshadowed by women develops slowly.This gives viewers ample time to develop their loyalties.Before directing this film, Jean Herman had already made around 15 short films.As far as screenwriter is concerned, this is Sébastien Japrisot's second film.He is best remembered for having written "L'été Meurtrier" for Jean Becker (Jacques Becker's son) which starred Isabelle Adjani and Alain Souchon.

It was a time when Charles Bronson was featured in French/European productions;for the record ,one can mention "Le Passager de la Pluie "(1969) by René Clément,"De la Part des Copains " (1970)by Terence Young and the curious "Quelqu'un Derrière la Porte" (1971)where he teamed up with Anthony Perkins .

"Adieu L'Ami" is arguably best of Bronson's adventures in France ,and best of Jean Herman's small filmography .It's his only success in France "Jeff" feat Delon again being looked upon as a failure. In "Adieu L'Ami" ,Bronson replaces ,in a certain manner,Lino Ventura. The plot is suspenseful in the grand tradition of Boileau-Narcejac's frame-ups .It's one of the rare Sebastien Japrisot's scripts which does not fall apart after the second reel.The scenes in the corridor climax the movie.What a night!

A note about the cast:

Olga-Georges Picot ,after several conventional parts,sank into porno films and prematurely died.

Brigitte Fossey,whose performance in Clement's "Jeux Interdits" (1952:she was five then)was praised to the skies around the world,came back to making movies in 1967 ("Le Grand Meaulnes").It was the second effort of her second career.She is still acting .

Although Bernard Fresson (who recently died)had begun his career with Resnais ("Hiroshima Mon Amour" ,1959) it took him ten years to draw the French audience's attention : his part of a cop was hailed by the critics.

An engaging psychological thriller, it's got some fights, girls, guns, muscles and chase scenes, but that's not the point. Ultimately, this film is about friendship and honor. It's a guys' flick, although girls too will be rewarded with Alain Delon's divine mug in plenty a closeup. It is probably Charles Bronson's finest performance ever, and one of Delon's best films. Made entirely in English, this is a good chance for an American viewer to appreciate French thrillers. While trying to imitate Hollywood first, they ended up being much better than the original. This movie will probably not change you as a person, but it will resonate with you.

Utterly tactical, strange (watch for the kinky moment of a drop-dead gorgeous blonde acting as pull-string doll for some rich folks), pointless but undoubtedly compelling late-night feature. This unhinged French production is a stew of perplexedly unfocused ideas and random plot illustrations centred on its very charismatic stars (if somewhat anti-heroes) Alain Delon and Charles Bronson. Really they don't get to do all that much, especially during the confined, lengthy mid-section where they hide themselves in a building during the Christmas break to crack a safe with 10,000 possible combinations. Oh fun! But this is when the odd, if intriguing relationship is formed between Delon and Bronson's characters. After a manipulative battle of wills (and childishly sly games against each other), the two come to an understanding that sees them honour each other's involvement and have a mutual respect. This would go on to play a further part in the twisty second half of the story with that undetectable curve-ball. Still their encounters early on suggest there's more, but what we get is vague and this is magnified by that 'What just happen there?' ending that might just make you jump. YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Glad to get that out of the system.

The pacing is terribly slow, but placidly measured for it and this seems purposely done to exhaust with its edgy, nervous underlining tension. Watch as the same process is repeated over and over again, and you know something is not quite right and the scheming eventually comes into play. Now everything that does happen feels too spontaneous, but the climax payoff is haunting. The taut, complex script is probably a little too crafty for its own good, but there are some neat novelties (Coins, glass and liquids… try not spilling) and visual symbolisms. Jean Herman's direction is efficiently sophisticated and low-key, but get a tad artificial and infuse an unwelcoming icy atmosphere. The sound FX features more as a potent note, than that of Francois DeRoubaix's funky score that's mainly kept under wrapped after its sizzling opening. Top drawers Delon (who's quite steely) and Bronson (a jovial turn) are solid, and work off each tremendously. Bernard Fresson chalks up the attitude as the Inspector who knows there's more going on than what is being led on. An attractive female cast features able support by Brigitte Fossey and Olga Georges-Picot.

A cryptically directionless, but polished crime drama maintained by its two leads and some bizarre inclusions.