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I happen to be a fan of Constance Bennett's, and also an admirer - she was not only a fine actress and a beautiful, glamorous woman, but a crackerjack businesswoman and someone who worked hard for the war effort.

Having hit 40, Bennett was no longer in demand for leads; in fact, in Two-Faced Woman, she'd had a supporting role. "Paris Underground" is a film she produced herself in England, and it's very good. It's the story of the American wife, Kitty de Mornay (Bennett) of a Frenchman (George Rigaud) who is swept into the Resistance when she's asked to help get an English flier back to London. The work excites and intrigues her so much, she decides not to leave France and instead, continues helping fliers escape. She is assisted in this by a nervous friend (Gracie Fields).

I found this a suspenseful and interesting film, and although it wasn't shot in France, some of the sets, like the baker's, were quite good. The performances are excellent. Rigaud as Kitty's husband is suave and likable; Kurt Krueger is excellent as a German officer who takes an interest in Kitty, and Gracie Fields, in her last role, though she lived until 1979, is wonderful as Kitty's friend.

This is a little known gem, and I thought it was well done.

Paris Underground (aka: Madame Pimpernell) is a solid British entry in the war/intrigue genre produced immediately after cessation of hostilities with Germany in 1945 by aging, but still glamorous, American star Constance Bennett and distributed in the United States by United Artists.

Ms. Bennett, a somewhat flighty American married to a French foreign office official, and her middle-age spinster pal Gracie Fields, while fleeing the city during the fall of Paris in 1940, find themselves by happenstance carrying a downed British aviator in the trunk of their automobile. Turned back to Paris by a German road bock, they have to take the flier back to hiding in Gracie's apartment. One of the best and most suspenseful scenes occurs when the girls have a flat with the pilot in the car's rear, and a Nazi officer stops to assist them! By hook and crook they eventually manage to smuggle the young aviator to Free France. Delighted with their success, they establish and underground railroad that eventually gets hundreds of allied airmen back to their bases. With a combination of American audacity and British pluck, these two brave and resourceful women cause the occupying Germans a big headache.

Sharply directed by Gregory Ratoff and atmospherically photographed by Lee Garmes, Paris Underground is tense, exciting, and believable. Acting by the two female leads is first rate with good support coming from Argentine actor George Rigaud as Ms. Bennett's husband, Kurt Kreuger as a suave but cruel Gestapo captain who would like to be more than friends with the ripely beautiful Ms. Bennett, and Eily Malyon as the grouchy concierge of Ms. Field's hotel. Editing is a little untidy in places, with some scenes taking too long to unfold. However, the story is never draggy, but engaging and exciting from beginning to end. Alexander Tansman's florid but stirring score, which drew an Academey Award nomination, drives the action along at a gallop.

This picture bears some resemblance to glitzier Joan Crawford vehicle Reunion In France (1942). While not up to competing head-up with that big hitter in the entertainment department, the more staid Paris Underground is somehow more believable and is an enjoyable, inspiring little potboiler in its own right for fans of the war/intrigue thriller.

In a late example of a fading Hollywood star going to England for a career boost, delectable Constance Bennett plays a madcap, irresponsible Yankee stuck in occupied France. She's uses her glam appeal to aid the resistance & help Allied troops escape with the help of co-hort Gracie Fields, the Brit Music Hall star in her final screen perf. The whole unlikely enterprise is done with reasonable flair under surprisingly lively direction from Gregory Ratoff and stellar lighting from lenser Lee Garmes. Too bad no one was able to turn the corner for the last act when the film tries for a darker, more serious tone, but it's well worth a gander. As is the still jolie Mme Bennett.

Constance Bennett tells her old governess that the Germans will never take Paris, but Gracie Fields bundles her into her saloon car and they try to get out, along with an English flyer who winds up with them. However, the German infantry blocks their route and escorts them back to Bennett's home. Fortunately, her husband George Rigaud has connection with the burgeoning Underground, so it's back to the coast.... where through a mishap, the flier winds up getting away, but the women don't. Another effort to get out with another captured flier goes well.... so they decide to stay and go into the business of smuggling out fallen British fliers.

It's a beautifully written script for star Constance Bennett, as she gradually goes from a self-centered playgirl in a failing marriage to someone who actually cares and does something about it. Gracie also gives a fine performance, but it's a supporting one. She had spent five years trying to parlay her stardom in Britain into one in Hollywood. The result was four roles, good ones, but after playing love interest for Monty Woolly, and now governess to Constance Bennett (in reality six years her junior), she and husband Monty Banks decided to pack it up and return to the music halls where she was a welcome sight until the end of her days.

Miss Bennett had also reached the end of her career as a glamorous movie star. Over the next twenty years, she would appear in only seven more movies; the less revealing gaze of the television camera and stage footlights would be her professional home.

Paris Underground is the US title for the British film originally titled Madame Pimpernel. Hollywood distributors were pretty savvy about advertising and marketing these types of films, and thought that Madame Pimpernel was a bit too obscure for the vast majority of American film viewers. They were most likely right on the money. Both Constance Bennett and Gracie Fields give outstanding performances in a film basically carried by two leading female characters; a real rarity in film, and almost a non-existent rarity in Hollywood. That is why Bennett had the film produced in England; a very wise move.

The story of two women in Paris in the early days of Paris occupation by the Germans is quite a compelling story. One marvels at the dramatic effectiveness of Gracie FIelds, who would become much better known for her teaming with George Burns for classic US television comedy. FIelds carries off the dramatic role without missing a beat. Bennett is also very effective. George Rigaud does a competent job as the French husband of Fields in Paris, as his wife begins a series of underground adventures, rescuing over 200 fallen airmen, one at a time, over a period of years, until the American liberation of Paris. Although the film has a few stops and starts, and the conclusion occurs faster than a German blitzkrieg, the main body of the film is very entertaining and is very solid. Don't miss it.

The timing of this film is unfortunate. It came out in October, 1945--several months after the war in Europe had ended. Had it come out during the war, it would have been an excellent propaganda film for the folks at home. Instead, it just seems a bit odd to come out when it did.

As far as the casting goes, it IS unusual. Constance Bennett plays the lead and over the years she tended to play a variety of rich society ladies. Co-starring is Gracie Fields, a British music hall singer and comedienne. It's a strange pairing but it worked..particularly since they de-glamorized Bennett for the part.

The story begins just as France is falling to the Nazis in 1940. An American woman (Bennett) and her companion (Fields) are trapped in Paris. They also accidentally come upon a pilot of a downed British plane...and through this help to create an underground organization which repatriates pilots through the course of the war. Naturally, the Germans are more than a bit anxious to catch them.

The film's biggest strength might just be because it came out when it did. Instead of snarly, over-the-top Nazis, the Germans in this one are more believable than ones you would have seen in films just a short time earlier. Plus, a restrained performance by Bennett (one of her better ones actually) help to make this an enjoyable and well made film.

Gregory Ratoff's Academy Award-nominated "Paris Underground" is one of the movies released immediately after WWII that took an almost absurdly heroic view of things. In this case, two women - one from the US, the other from England - are in France when the Nazis invade, and they start coming up with ways to smuggle British troops out. In this day and age it'll probably remind us of "Dunkirk", but obviously lacks the brutal realism. It's not any sort of masterpiece, but it still manages to be intense enough to hold the viewer's attention (especially the apartment scenes).

Worth seeing, if only once.

This is much better than it seems. It appears to be a rather flimsy female travesty on "Pied Piper", two ladies in Paris getting stuck in the war and unvoluntarily becoming involved in smuggling British pilots and spies out of the country, an enterprise they carry on successfully, until they are caught and taken under treatment by the Gestapo; but the story is actually quite good, one of the ladies, the American one (Constance Bennett) being married to a Frenchman, the film starting with their quarrelling, but he plays an important part throughout the film and adds to the dramatic thriller of the finale. It is well made with a great score by Alexander Tanzman, and although much of it may seem rather petty and over-wrought with female concerns, it is worth waiting for the development of the drama.

The film has what would later come to be regarded as the workmanlike but sometimes 'cheap' characteristics of TV films, in that its 'look' (tight camera shots for supposedly outdoor scenes etc) is often borne of budgetary necessity. In other ways it reflects the two leading ladies very different professional personas, and because of this it hovers between the styles of American and British films of the time. That said, the leading ladies both bring their specific charms to their roles and there is an awkward but believable fondness between their characters.

Before too long the true stories of many real heroines would emerge and be filmed ('Odette', 'Carve her name with Pride' etc) and this film would be forgotten. It's tone is at odds with those very reverential films, it has the feel of fiction often, because it uses so many existing film conventions (scene setting etc) which were eschewed by the filmakers who later transferred the true stories to celluloid (creating new cliches along the way).

All that aside, it has some charm, pathos, tension, shock and genuine feeling in it, and I enjoyed it. Both ladies worked very hard for the war effort in real life, though Gracie had to prove it at home in the UK being married to an Italian at the outbreak of hostilities. And you can still feel their star power for all the 'fish out of Hollywood comedy' feel that Bennett sometimes has, or the humdrumness of Fields' character. Worth viewing. Note especially Fields in the last scenes, who really does a lovely job in a very difficult scene.

Constance Bennett produced this vehicle for herself, which was a fairly typical postwar story of Resistance heroism in Paris (no real location shooting, alas). Constance Bennett had plenty of energy but by this stage in her career she had no genuine charm. She battles her way through the part with determination, but just cannot engage the viewer. Her performance is too mannered, too exterior. Her chum Gracie Fields (in her last film role) does far better, is amusing, watchable, and engaging. A smoothie Frenchman, George Rigaud, plays Bennett's French husband, and he is very convincing at it. Young Kurt Kreuger is excellent as the Gestapo captain with whom Bennett forms an ambivalent semi-romantic friendship, while she is at the same time spiriting downed American and British airmen out of France with the aid of the Resistance. The film is not so bad one wouldn't want to watch it, but it avoids being good. Gregory Ratoff directed it, and it is not one of his finest achievements. If you are uncritical of such films, and do not expect too much, this could afford some diversion.

I pretty much agree with the lukewarm review here entitled "Mediocre war heroine tale." This is far from a "gem," as some people would have it.

The plot keeps moving and is mildly interesting, although without finger-biting suspense. We know pretty well how each situation will turn out, the romance, the hair's-breadth escapes, and so on. As the end approaches there is a little surprise, but it's all fixed up within minutes as victory is snatched from the jaws of defeat and medals are pinned on the heroines. Ho-hum. I barely kept myself from turning off the television.

Outdoor scenes are all shot in studio and look very fake. The foggy night scene in the fields--puleeze! The music has moments when it goes over the top.

Although the movie is set in France, French characters are insignificant, while the American and English ladies are large, ultimately heroic presences. It's certainly a narrow, nationalistic vision of "Paris underground." I did find it refreshing to see a movie, especially one focused on the conflicts of war, in which the lead characters are female.

Don't get excited about seeing this. Don't set aside important time for it. But if you run into it accidentally, you probably won't think it's a total waste of time.

I believe this film was also released with the title "Madame Pimpernel."

Gracie Fields was a famous comedienne in her time, Constance Bennett a former first class Hollywood actress, and in this movie they play - respectively - the part of a British woman stranded in German-occupied France (Germany being at war with UK, I fail to see how Gestapo would let a Brit go around France so freely but what do I know?) and a US citizen married to a Frenchman.

The US was still not involved in WWII by the time the film begins but Bennett decides to get involved anyway. She goes out with a Gestapo big wig but her hubby interrupts her dinner. The Gestapo fella looks very interested in her but not at all disappointed to learn that the interruptor is her other half.

I would have thought that the Gestapo guy would promptly ice the hubby, to shut out the competition but no - this is a Gestapo guy with feelings, he spares the hubby thereby allowing him, and wife, to go on taking stranded UK pilots to safety. And they keep queuing up and Bennett seems to have feelings for all of them, too!

Poor French hubby: not only is his country the target of abject occupation by Germany, his wife is also occupied by more good looking males than a pinup magazine.

While that goes on, Gracie delivers clever and sharp punchlines all the way. This is a British production and someone (preferably a Brit, of course) has to look clever amid so much naivete, absent-mindedness and sheer stupidity.

Bennett's hubby speaks excellent English for a Frenchman, which struck me as extraordinary because I've met many French citizens in my life, and studied French at varsity, and just about all resented talking in Shakespeare's language. What is more, French was the language of international diplomacy until the US joined the allies in WWII and demanded that English become the international language for easier communication.

The script has more holes than Swiss cheese, and Bennett driving an opulent American guzzler in the midst of fuel restrictions really had me drop my jaw in disbelief. The adventures of stiff upper lip Gracie and carefree Constance with her two dogs in tow reminded me of the Famous Five - pitted against evil invaders.

Intentionally funny... some of time. 4/10.

Gregory Ratoff had shown a personal (to put it mildly) view of French history : in his "Cagliostro" (saved by a sensational Orson Welles) , he had excuses,for he adapted an Alexandre Dumas 'obsure novel .

Here his view of occupied France in WW2 is guaranteed to net nothing but horse laughs ; your belief has to be suspended if you are to enjoy this unreliable story of resistance fighting in France ;compared to it,Renoir' s doomed attempt ("this land is mine" ) which was panned in his homeland quite rightly so ,is a masterwork.

Take his depiction of the flight of civilians from the north of France in 1940: it looks like a traffic jam when the vacationers leave the towns en masse for the sea or the mountain (compare with what René Clément masterfully did in "jeux interdits" aka " forbidden games");both women have been back all of three minutes in their country refuge when they find a British RAF pilot hiding in the place ! To crown it all ,a nice German officer helps them drive their protégé ,and when they unload the trunks they do not find their enemy.

In the war ,should we believe the screenwriters ,both ladies saved 300 pilots (no,only 259 ,one of them rectifies,displaying a certain sense of humor) ; the scene which takes the biscuit ,so to speak ,is when Emmie discovers that a so called ally is actually a German agent because he mistakes a scone for a coffee cake !

The French collaborators are sinister-looking guys but the Gestapo officer is charming (and his men are considerate ) and only gets nasty in the last sequences .

I 've got to search my memory to find a worse flick , as far as the French occupation is concerned.

Rather than being "intercepted by the German military," the women by chance meet an RAF pilot that has been shot down and decide to help him get back to England. In doing so, they happen to come into contact with the German military for the first time, then they decide to help set up an underground operation. It's a melodramatic movie whose story I think was a little dated even in 1945.

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