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Director and auteur Jean-Pierre Rappenau was 8 years old during the spring of 1940 as France's Third Republic disintegrated in a matter of a few weeks. It was a time, he says, when "all the adults were a little bit insane." He and the production staff have lovingly and meticulously recreated that world in a film where all the characters are essentially fictional. The structure, a classic farce, is ideal for the period as multiple plot lines zip and intersect only to come together in a logical, satisfying conclusion. The peg for this plot is Frederic, played by brilliant newcomer Gregory Derangere, who is fully up to playing opposite Adjani, Depardieu and Ledoyen. The real strength of the film is in its supporting performances. M. Rappeneau has cast the film exquisitely with actors who volunteered ideas for both action and dialogue and who know and prove that it is possible to fully realize a character with just two short sentences of dialogue. Though not yet as widely influential as Renoir's 'Rules of the Game,' 'Bon Voyage' richly deserves to be a companion piece to that classic. Though it demands a lot of the audience, it gives much back. One of its demands is tolerance for a certain coyness and misdirection as to the exact genre we are watching: a crime melodrama, no, a spy thriller, ah, a romantic comedy. Recommend it to cinemaphile friends. Just be sure to let them discover for themselves that it is a romantic comedy.

I have little to add to the raves and cogent analysis of the Briton below, and I will certainly not re-tell the story. What is there to say?, but there is a multiplicity of characters (incl. cameos of historical figures), all kinds of situations . . . set in a historical events that most people with (my) cursory knowledge of French history would be hazy about.

BON VOYAGE is great film. WHY can I not be cultured like everyone else and know French? To understand this movie, MAN ON THE TRAIN, TIME REGAINED, WIDOW OF ST. PIERRE . . . and on. Yet more evidence of a jejune life, just an intellectual roue.

Run, don't walk. See it.

At nearly any film (except art-house showings) some viewers will arrive late, several by as many as ten minutes. `Bon Voyage' is one of those films with such an extraordinary opening scene (and the best in the movie) that one is reminded that no person begins a story or novel six or eight pages in; consider Hemingway's `After The Storm', demonstrating arguably the greatest opening sentence ever written. We are treated, as in the opening of `The English Patient', with that sense-straining struggle to exactly understand what we are seeing and that almost organic release as we know we have been masterfully played. This wonderful introduction plays as centerpiece the astonishingly beautiful Isabelle Adjani cast in the best lighting and angles imaginable. She portrays a film actress (Viviane Denvers) who along with her collection of friends, lovers and various other acquaintances must (or so they think) leave Paris on the eve of the Nazi takeover in 1940. That murder, love, conspiracy and high-tech military secrets are part and parcel of this mélange is all part of the fun.

And fun it is. With as many characters as are employed here, `Bon Voyage' requires careful attention to the comings and goings of all. It is probably fairly accurate that those in an invaded nation probably do not really know where to go or exactly what to do in the face of rumor, speculation, hearsay, and least important of all, facts. But we also see that human desire, duty and propinquity are undeniable factors in all matters.

The main threads of the story involve Gerard Depardieu (natty as Beaufort, the cabinet minister) in a desperate political situation, Peter Coyote (as Alex Winckler the journalist/writer), Professor Kopolski and his singular mission (played by Jean-Marc Stehle) and his assistant Camille (as rendered by beguiling Virginie Ledoyen). There are a number of other performers that appear throughout which add to the confusion but in actuality are adroitly woven into the tapestry that is `Bon Voyage' and serve to act as stirrers that mix the drink.

Truly a testament to excellent writing, the complexities of Ms. Adjani's character are the common link between all that is there for us to see. She is the one you cannot take your eyes off (I cannot recall as wonderful a wardrobe on a beautiful woman since Ashley Judd in "Eye of the Beholder"), and she is the one whose own ostensible self-interest drives the hamster wheel of energy that we observe.

Almost never did the audience laugh out loud, yet the humor is unrelenting and perhaps because we strain to hear the next line or get our bearings we have no time to pause. Just monitoring the cast is a job in itself and Isabelle Adjani's ephemeral appearances are so special that there is no doubt the viewers were quite literally mesmerized.

This superb French farce is brilliant, and I normally don't like farce of any kind. The actors are wonderful, the story line is fantastic, the photography and staging are beautiful, and the atmosphere of the film is extraordinarily engaging. My wife, teen-age daughter, and I went to see the film this evening and all three of us absolutely loved it - a rarity in itself.

But what is perhaps the film's strongest suit is its gentle comedy and insight into human nature. Even when the French are making complete fools of themselves their essential qualities shine through, and this film brings new meaning to the term "coquettish."

I most heartily recommend Bon Voyage.

This movie travels farther on 8 gunshots, 2 kisses and 100 clichés than should be possible. Yet it still works. Brilliant.

As I was driving home from the theater, I tried to figure out how it got away with movie staples like the pages of a novel manuscript blowing across a beach or the impossible series of fortuitous coincidences without the entire audience standing up and screaming, "I've seen that a million times before! And you've pushed beyond the edge of believability!" But the actors were so enchanting and the screen so filled with believable extras that I forgot to care. A friend who saw it with me said it transported him to Paris so perfectly that he was disappointed when we left the theater and realized we were still in Indiana.

Overall, a romantic-comedy-thriller with subtlety, wit and elan.