La vérité nue

I saw this movie as a little girl and fell in love forever with Louis Jourdan. I have just fleeting memories of it, but remember he was so charming and handsome and adorable. I saw Him in a play as a young teen and never really got over it.

Being so young my moral compass was not fully developed and i simply couldn't believe Lili Palmer wouldn't just take his hand and never look back...Would love to see it again.

This is a curious existentialist comedy with a touch of Preston Sturges about it.

Dana Andrews plays a medic who dabbles as a psychologist who puts marital bliss with his wife Lilli Palmer in jeopardy when he meets a European artist and musician (Louis Jourdan) who brings chaos to their lives with his easy charm and talent as he reveals their hidden selves.

Andrews has taken things for granted, his wife does everything for him, his secretary is in love with him and his medical assistant wants to be him.

It is a frivolous even an erudite comedy but the story is too light and despite a very good and different performance from Jourdan, Andrews always looks uncomfortable with the material.

Calm child psychologist Dana Andrews encounters artist Louis Jourdan and suggest that he paint people at his office. Jourdan agrees and observes a staff devoted to him and likewise his wife, Lili Palmer' Andrews life is idyllic. Jourdan decides to seduce Miss Palmer.

It's not so much a movie as a stage play with occasional interludes of the characters thoughts recited aloud. The situations are amusing, but as Andrews' life and self-assurance crumble, and he comes to realize that Jourdan's observations are accurate, he grows increasingly frenzied. The performances are excellent, although always too well-mannered to be more than mannered observations in a three-set drama. With Jane Wyatt, Norman Lloyd, and Beau Bridges (age 7) in his screen debut.

I did try to like this - and Lilli Palmer is excellent as the bored wife of gifted doctor Dana Andrews, doomed to a life of cooking lobsters and making do. The part of the doctor though seems to be beyond Andrews and needs a Cary Grant or a William Powell to give it some zip. And Louis Jourdan wouldn't float my boat, far too scheming and false, yuk. Watch out for little Beau Bridges in one of his early film roles. It's fun but with the right cast and a lighter touch than director Lewis Milestone had it could have been more than a minor curio.

The fact that I disliked so much of "No Minor Vices" says a lot, as Dana Andrews is one of my favorite actors. But good actor or not, the plot to this film is pure nonsense...and I don't mean that in a good way.

Perry (Dana Andrews) is a very successful child psychologist who seems to always know how to cut through to the roots of the problem with his patients. He's really good...and dreadfully aware of this. However, when he meets a kooky guy, Octavio (Louis Jourdan) he's finally met his match. Octavio is not mentally ill so much as a manipulator...and soon he's manipulated himself into the life of both Perry and Perry's wife, April (Lili Palmer). All sorts of silliness ensues...or at least is supposed to ensue.

The first 15 minutes or so of the film is quite good...and most enjoyable. But when Octavio is introduced, the story becomes muddled and dumb. It just doesn't make sense but most importantly, it's not funny...and this is supposed to be a comedy. A huge misfire...though the actors try their best.

If you do watch the film, watch for a really bratty kid at the beginning. That's seven year-old Beau Bridges in his first film.