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The cast and credits read "inspired by Dostoïevski" and it is obvious that not only the novel has undergone some changes ,but the movie also fails to capture the soul of Russia.Instead,we have a fifties french film Noir in the grand tradition of "La Neige Était Sale" ,"Voici Le Temps Des Assassins " "Avant Le Deluge" "Le Septième Juré " ....

Charles Spaak wrote a depressing screenplay ,depicting a world where the sun never shines on the poor:"we're already dead",says Lily the Hooker who puts her trust in God though ;but the hero can only kneel down to human destitution:thus the scene involving Yvette Etievant and her barfly of a husband is perhaps the most impressive in the movie .René (Raskolnikov)'s crime is no greed but rebellion against the establishment ,he tells it so to superintendent Gallet (Porphyre).By introducing René's mother and his sister,he discovers there are two kind of prostitution:Lily who feeds her drunken father's wife and kids ;her own sister,only 18,who is to make a money match with a vicious antique dealer,fond of very Young girls he lures with clothes or bars of chocolate,who also helped her old wife to commit suicide (but this kind of crime is not punished by a society which is hard only on humble people ).

Directing by Georges Lampin is efficient ,but it 's mainly the cast and the performances which can attract today's audience :Gabin,Blain,and Gabrielle Fontan -here cast as the usurer- would team up again in Duvivier's "Voici Le Temps Des Assassins" ;Bernard Blier is cast against type as a cynical antique dealer:the last face he will see will be that of Marina Vlady ,his daughter in "Avant Le Deluge".Vlady had married Robert Hossein the year before and they would often work together afterward .Hossein is the stand out ,his performance of the feverish desperate tormented student is very convincing .

More faithful to the book : Pierre Chenal's version .(1935)

Besides updating the 19th-century story to the then-modern day and transporting it from Saint Petersburg to France and reordering some of the narrative, this film is a fairly straightforward adaptation of Fyodor Dostoevsky's novel "Crime and Punishment," and despite its noir style and sensibilities, it's a lackluster one, too. I've reviewed 24 movies inspired by the book since reading it, and this one ranks somewhere in the middle.

I like that the Raskolnikov type here, renamed "René," works with his friend to earn money by translating murder mysteries, which are the literary origins of film noir, after all. Combining two of his sister's suitors into one character helps make the adaptation more concise, too. I'm less fond that the male characters dominate most of the picture--even sidelining the Sonya type, "Lily," for much of it. Delaying the murder scene and other reorganizing of the plot also seems to confuse the rationale for the crime. René confesses to Lily that he no longer even knows why--poverty, his sister surrendering herself to a vile older man for his money, his aspirations to be an extraordinary man like Napoleon; at this point, the spectator, too, should be forgiven for being confused as to his reasons.

Minor changes, such as switching out the axe for a knife as the murder weapon or the drunkard falling from a staircase to his death instead of being run over by a horse, don't bother me. That it doesn't offer any compelling cinematic transmutation for the novel's ability to enter characters' minds--reading their thoughts and dreams--is disappointing, though. Other versions have done better in this regard. And, yes, as far as straightforward, studio adaptations, the 1935 French version is one of the better acted, paced and photographed. This one, too, has some decent studio sets, there's a nice contrast between the picture of Napoleon in René's room and that of the crucifixion of Christ in Lily's, and the picture is often appropriately dark and shadowy, but I was hoping for more bite from a noir. Some business involving automatons doesn't do the trick. For a film noir reworking of the book, I prefer "Fear" (1946), which is an admittedly bonkers B-picture, but it imitates other crime pictures better and manages to do so in ways that offer a novel twist on Dostoevsky's prose.