Adieu l'ami

Alain Delon and Charles Bronson star as Dino Barran and Franz Propp, two French Foreign Legion veterans returned to Marseille after fighting in Algiers. Dino makes the acquaintance of a comely lass named Isabelle (Olga Georges-Picot), who entices him into a plan to return some stolen bearer bonds to a banks' vault. He will use his medical training as a cover, working as a doctor. But while hiding in the basement, waiting to make his move, he encounters Franz, who's there to rob the vault. The two men end up locked inside it, and while they wait for the building to open up again, they spend some time forming a friendship.

The idea is that the two unlikely friends develop a strong enough bond that neither one will be willing to rat the other one out, even after Franz is later apprehended and grilled by the police.

On the surface, this would seem to be a standard comic heist movie, but it's the initially antagonistic relationship between these mismatched characters that is the real heart and soul of the film. Delon had wanted to work with Bronson since seeing "Machine-Gun Kelly", and suggested him for the role of Franz. They have great chemistry, and are particularly funny in the early going when they keep trying to one-up each other. Offering fine support are lovely ladies Georges-Picot and Brigitte Fossey as bank employee Dominique, whom Dino turns to for help. Bernard Fresson is also great as determined police inspector Antoine Meloutis.

Although a little over-extended at just under two hours, "Farewell, Friend" offers up a fair amount of fun and humour, as well as a bit of suspense. (Franz is often attempting a trick of submerging as many coins as possible in a drink before it will overflow the cup / glass.). It also has a bit of action, and some memorable and delicious twists late in the game.

Delon is cool as always, and Bronson is just a joy: smiling, laughing, joking. If you're a fan of one or both of them, you'll have a pretty good time watching this one.

Seven out of 10.

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.

This will probably be my shortest comment ever; but I havent seen this film in years. However I have always liked it as a great vehicle for both Bronson and Delon. Its finely rcrafted, smooth and slick and still has a raw edge to it. When you think about intelligent action films this one is hard to forget.

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.

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.