La baby sitter

I was not disappointed by this last René Clément's film. It's an international cast, as he did for LA COURSE DU LIEVRE A TRAVERS LES CHAMPS, a couple of years earlier. Not a bad movie which the topic reminded me Yves Boisset's FOLLE A TUER. The nanny and the wealthy kid about to be abducted. Not a masterpiece but certainly not a garbage movie. You would not find such features now. Yes, it's a typical downbeat scheme, as we often saw forty years ago, especially from France. And not only. Good performances too, despite the fact that there was no great actors in the cast. It's also a rather rare film, hard to find and no often released even on French channels.

I love watching such movies from time to time, gloomy and so sad.

This film was almost universally panned at the time of its release. It was the final film of distinguished French director Rene' Clement and clearly not one of his best. But....

There is something about this film that is quite compelling. Agreed, the plot is full of holes and certainly stretches belief and logic. But there is a melancholy mood that few films ever achieve. One has to credit Clement for this (non-trivial) achievement. Generating and communicating melancholia is hard to do and somehow Clement manages it.

Credit must also go to French actress Maria Schneider who plays the role of the confused and trapped Michelle, just right. Her acting is minimalistic, and ultimately believable. In a smaller role, Italian comedian Renato Pozzetto, playing the scruffy Gianni ( Michelle's friend), brings just the right seediness, innocence and melancholy to his scenes. Worth a look. Worth a partial revaluation.

This movie’s BOMB rating in the Leonard Maltin Film Guide seemed to justify distinguished French director Clement’s bowing out of the industry at the relatively early age of 62 (after all, he would go on to live for another 21 years); though admittedly clumsily constructed at times, it’s hardly such an embarrassing mess that would lead a renowned film-maker to become suddenly unbankable!

The bizarre and eclectic international cast is, in itself, quite notable: Maria Schneider, Sydne Rome, Vic Morrow, Robert Vaughn, Nadja Tiller, Renato Pozzetto and Carl Mohner; THE BABYSITTER, in fact, was an Italian-French-German co-production – albeit filmed in English – from Italian movie mogul Carlo Ponti’s stable. While it’s the Americans (Rome, Morrow and Vaughn) who truly make the film, the contributions of Schneider and Pozzetto (both of whom seemed particular liabilities for Maltin!) are hardly negligible or jarring (Schneider’s haunted, disheveled look by the end of it – having been assaulted by Morrow who, in his fury, took a knife to her hair! – and Pozzetto’s surreal ramble to Morrow himself about the apocalyptic inevitability of two-headed insects and radioactive mozzarella bear witness to this). The stunning Rome has a couple of brief, frank nude scenes (one of them at the very start of the film) but, surprisingly enough, Schneider doesn’t (her rebellious and self-destructive nature, which got the actress famously sacked from Luis Bunuel’s THAT OBSCURE OBJECT OF DESIRE [1977], would soon spell the end for her meteoric stardom); incidentally, the two characters meet when Rome is hit by a taxi in which Schneider is a passenger – and the two later decide to shack up together!

Rome, Morrow, Vaughn and Tiller are all down-on-their-luck actors involved in a complex kidnapping scheme actually inspired by Schneider’s titular line of work: in fact, Rome impersonates the latter at the villa belonging to a former conquest – an American industrialist – who had jilted her (the whole, then, is organized by the man’s very own unscrupulous lawyer!); a gruff Morrow doubles as a telephone-repair man in order to move about inconspicuously in the neighborhood of the designated premises, while the customarily brooding Vaughn lends a definite camp factor to the proceedings. Schneider, who’s an unwitting victim here, and the industrialist’s boy start off on the wrong foot (since Rome had mistreated and even drugged him so that he can be transported to an empty house in the suburbs) – but they eventually bond and, by the end, the kid (named Boots!) doesn’t want to leave her side; incidentally, Morrow is forced to kill an elderly neighbor whom Schneider had tried to contact.

Pozzetto, Schneider’s boyfriend, won’t rest on his laurels – also because he gave her the key to his apartment!; somehow, he manages to locate the house but is scared off by Morrow in the above-mentioned scene they share (it was certainly weird seeing the popular, chubby Italian comic interacting with the likes of him and Vaughn) – the film, then, ends on an agreeably amusing note as Pozzetto decides to call in a professional with a passkey to his home (arriving on the scene loaded with them) but, by this time, Schneider’s come back! By the way, the greedy lawyer decides to keep the ransom money all for himself and eliminates Vaughn and Tiller (a scene witnessed by Schneider and the boy); when Morrow turns up, she tells him he’s been duped and he leaves, disconcerted – after which Schneider calls the police to denounce the lawyer’s involvement in the case…

For the record, Clement started out with the famous WWII semi-documentary LA BATAILLE DU RAIL (1945) and proceeded to such Art-house hits as FORBIDDEN GAMES (1952) and GERVAISE (1956); however, after introducing Alain Delon in the excellent Patricia Highsmith adaptation PLEIN SOLEIL (1960), he seemed stuck in a rut of pulp thrillers right till the end of his career – JOY HOUSE (1964), RIDER ON THE RAIN (1970), THE DEADLY TRAP (1971), AND HOPE TO DIE (1972), etc. Incidentally, the film under review had been shown on late-night Italian TV a number of times in the past – but it was only now, still moved by the footage of Morrow’s horrific death, that I decided to check it out…and for which I was glad since, while essentially unsatisfying, it clearly turned out to be of more than passing interest.

From reading other reviews here it doesn't seem like this film has too good of a reputation. This surprises me. I found Wanted: Babysitter to be a very good crime-thriller. Having said that, I am not familiar at all with its director René Clément's other work. It appears from what I read that he was a renowned film-maker whose career was latterly panned by the critics. This film was his last offering and it seems to have suffered especially badly in this way.

I just cannot get behind the dislike though as overall I found the film to be very involving. I thought Maria Schneider was fine in the lead role and was ably supported by the likes of Robert Vaughn, Vic Morrow and Sydne Rome. The storyline is compelling enough and there is a fair amount of tension generated. The overall tone is gloomy and downbeat which is certainly in keeping with the film's French origins, seeing as 70's thrillers from that country seem to often be like this. Furthermore, the version of the film I watched was a public domain copy that was for some reason in black and white. I have no idea why this should be seeing as the film is clearly a colour production. It sounds like it may have been released this way for some obscure TV market perhaps. But whatever the reason, the funny thing is that the black and white presentation actually adds to the overall feel of the film. It only adds to the downbeat ambiance and very probably makes it a better film.

All I can say finally is that Wanted: Babysitter is nowhere near as bad as its reputation suggests. I would even go as far as to say that it is a good 70's thriller and is well worth checking out.

This is a great little thriller with some fine performances but I understand Leonard Maltin dumped on it upon its release and it seems to me a lot of folks have followed his lead. There is nothing wrong with this film at all. Granted it is confusing at the start (intentionally) but most exhilarating when we catch up with the events and discover just what a tangled plot we have here. I guess some are surprised and disappointed that the super Maria Schneider keeps her clothes on in this but we catch a glimpse of the equally beautiful Sydne Rome, so all is not lost. John Whittington is especially effective as the little boy and can only imagine how terrible this might have been had this been an American picture. No sentimentality then and possibly another cause for upset in that the interaction between he and Schneider is so adult. Robert Vaughn also appears and is very effective in aggressive mode. Compelling, amusing and thrilling. Sadly, Rene Clement's last film and perhaps we can thank Mr. Maltin for that.