Jeanskynebu the audience applauded

VividSimon Simply Perfect

RipDelight This is a tender, generous movie that likes its characters and presents them as real people, full of flaws and strengths.

Logan By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

sharky_55 After the elaborate success of his debut Truffaut went into this film seeking to subvert and play with the noir archetypes, the Hollywood B-movies with the jaded, rough edged leading men, the despicable criminals, the sultry femme fatales. So the film shifts from the jaunty opening piano tune to a dizzying night-time chase; smash cuts push the headlights up into the running man, which then suddenly switches to a mundane conversation about the challenges of married life. There are no clear cut rules or boundaries here as the French New Wave dictates, so clichés get turned on their head. Charlie and Lena get picked up in broad daylight and driven to god- knows-where, but the conversation inexplicably turns into a humorous matter-of-fact spiel about the perils and madness of the women in their lives. See how Truffaut shoots this scene; the camera free-flowing and hand-held, capturing their giggles and jokes as if this was not a threatening kidnapping but rather young students on a summer road-trip. In Aznavour we have a timid, almost cowering leading man. He plays his cheerful piano at the local dive whilst the patrons dance away during the night of their lives and his face is curled up in the background, forlorn and miserable. This composition is not withdrawn and broody as it should be; in fact the humour comes from the irony and almost bizarre, slapstick contrast it creates. We see it again in the closing shots. Opposing this feeble lead are strong female characters; not ones that abuse and flaunt their sexuality, but thoughtful, vulnerable women who see past convention and are not so easily wooed. The most genuine and startlingly funny scene is Charlie attempting the simple act of trying to hold Lena's hand. This little action is ballooned up in his thoughts - he extrapolates everything and panics over the slightest reaction. His intrusive, gun-shy thoughts are not unlike our own - slowly weeding its way into our insecurities and making a big deal out of nothing. And then it is not anything he does, but rather the sheer physical embarrassment on his face that opens the floodgates and smiles. Another notable scene is his nervousness in pushing the bell to the door of the audition; Truffaut pushes into closeup more and more with each successive edit, then abruptly cuts to a wide shot of the hallway, showing just how tiny and insignificant he is. He shrinks instead of rising to the challenge. Would a noir ever apply this cut to its protagonist? What a cosmic farce Charlie lives in. He shows not the least amount of interest in the criminal affairs that he is nevertheless dragged in because of his family. The genre morphing from Truffaut has led him to become thoroughly confused about what sort of man he is and what sort of man he should be. Instead of comforting his despairing wife like his good nature tells (nags incessantly, more like) him to, he runs away coldly like a noir hero might, buffeted by his troubling thoughts. And he drags Lena back into the underground, and gets her killed in a meaningless affair. Nothing ever seems to fit nicely. The kidnappers again descend into comical nonsense as they debate many trivialities with the young Fido who should be terrified. Tinkling, light music invades the dark, grim night-scapes. Charlie is left once again to play his cheerful tunes. His face is etched in regret; how could he have gone wrong?

Jackson Booth-Millard From director François Truffaut (The 400 Blows, Jules et Jim), whether the title is Pianist or Piano Player, it doesn't matter, it wasn't a French film I would have heard of without the book 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die, but one I looked forward to watching. Basically Charlie Kohler (Charles Aznavour) plays piano in a dive bar, following his wife's suicide he has become somewhat washed up, the waitress Léna (Marie Dubois) who works in the bar as well and is in love with him, but he may not be all he appears. One evening while playing he is approached by his brother Chico Saroyan (Albert Rémy), a crook who takes refuge as he is being chased by two gangsters, Momo (Claude Mansard) and Ernest (Daniel Boulanger), Charlie is becoming inadvertently dragged into the situation and rejoin his family he no longer wanted to be a part of. Charlie confesses his past to Léna, his real name is Edouard Saroyan, he used to be a famous pianist, but quit his successful career after his wife Thérèse Saroyan (Nicole Berger) killed herself, she was also a waitress. The situation gets more complicated when Charlie's other younger brother Fido Saroyan (Richard Kanayan), who lives with him, is kidnapped by the gangsters, forcing him to take drastic actions, but consequences will comes and it ends in tragedy. Also starring Charles Aznavour as Charlie Kohler, Michèle Mercier as Clarisse, Jean-Jacques Aslanian as Richard Saroyan and Serge Davri as Plyne. I will confess having to read subtitles can be annoying so I perhaps didn't see why critics give it five out of five stars, but apparently this is a forgotten gem, it does well to pay homage to classic film noirs, the melancholic romance is relatively interesting, and there are the right thrilling moments, it is a watchable crime drama. Very good!

bobsgrock Francois Truffaut's Shoot the Piano Player is at once a tribute to American cinema and literature as well as a great example of the French New Wave and an insightful look into the relationship between men and women, a hallmark theme of Truffaut's oeuvre. The story, simply and meticulously told, is that of Charlie, a once famous piano player now hiding away with his talent in a dump of a French night club, attempting to run from his past and his family, both of which he would rather not be involved with. Unfortunately, fate brings both to his doorstep, most specifically through the actions of the beautifully fragile Lena, a waitress who loved Charlie but may not realize the danger she puts him in. What is really wonderful about this film is Truffaut's immaculate sense of place and memory as he showcases Charlie's feelings about his past and how he intends to face it. Utilizing many familiar New Wave techniques, including jump cuts, extended voice-over and a remarkably fluid camera that swings around and pans across so that we see everything possible, this is a tragic love story that also has time for multiple monologues describing how men view women and how women view men. Being only his second film, Truffaut was still feeling out this subject before he went full-force with 1962's Jules and Jim. Here, it feels quite tender and moving; almost as if Truffaut himself felt a little uneasy about discussing this. While not as mature as some of his other works, this is still a modestly entertaining and interesting tale about what Truffaut was all about: love, memory, the ethereal nature of women and how all of it is connected in life.

naravindakshan10 May be i expected more from this flick....but it started like a comedy,slowly into a melo drama with more plots added to the film. the suspense factor wasn't there though it had his moments..but the main disappointment for me is sometimes the characters weren't aware wat happening around them.... the protagonist didn't care of his rico(if i am correct) his brother child was with the gangsters..at the time he doesn't care abt him,but instead he thinks of philosophy and all...its out of normal to me. but a brilliant camera works..some dialogues was funny...truffaut did with what thought i cant understand.. i read review saying great movie. but it falls short not being great or bad movie.... not tat much recommended i give 6 out of 10...