Cecile and her father Raymond live a luxurious life, filled with pleasure-seeking excesses. All this is threatened, however, when Raymond decides to marry Cecile's conservative godmother, Anne. Desperate to maintain her lifestyle, Cecile plots to drive Anne away... Based on Francoise Sagan's bestselling novel. Read more
| Starring | Deborah Kerr, David Niven, Jean Seberg, Mylene Demongeot |
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| Director | Otto Preminger |
| Genres | Drama |
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Otto Preminger's Riviera-set romantic drama stars David Niven as the widower whose affair with Deborah Kerr is subverted by his daughter, Jean Seberg. Loosely based on the novel by Françoise Sagan, it's fluffy stuff, enjoyable for Niven's deft playing and for Seberg, whose radiant performance caused a stir not unlike the one caused by Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. The film was a huge hit in France, where Preminger was second only to God in the eyes of critics of the time such as Jean-Luc Godard and François Truffaut. Seberg became an overnight cult sensation, starring in Godard's debut feature A Bout de Souffle the following year.
The novel's rather repellent characters are here played like royal personages against a background of Riviera opulence. The result is very odd but often entertaining, especially when it slips into self-parody.
The flirtation with incest at the centre of this adaptation of Françoise Sagan's novel is tame by modern standards,... read more on Time Out
I don't suppose many people have ever heard of this film, but it's well worth seeing , if only for the central performance of Jean Seberg. She plays a spoilt brat teenager who is holidaying on the French Riviera with her father (David Niven), a widower with a constant supply of young girlfriends. Into the mix comes Deborah Kerr, who tries to impose some discipline into the girl's life, after agreeing to marry Niven, with unhappy consequences. The film is well acted by Niven and Kerr, but Seberg is especially effective as the lovable/horrible teenager who realises too late her schemes can have unpleasant results. Beautifully photographed in CinemaScope, with some sequences in black and white, but mostly in ravishing Technicolor. Not to everyone's taste,this film will appeal to fans of 1950's Douglas Sirk or 'Peyton Place' type movies.
You can admire that F Sagan wrote this book when she was a teen but the story is simple and the film has aged.
Jean Seberg plays the part of a carefree and undisciplined rich kid holidaying in the south of France with her equally undisciplined playboy father David Niven. The film is shot in black and white for the unhappy times and colour for her happy life. In the colourful life is Elsa, a pretty but dull girlfriend of her fathers. The story comes from a book of the same title by a 17-year old, which might explain the simplicity of the storyline. All in all an interesting film
You can admire that F Sagan wrote this book when she was a teen but the story is simple and the film has aged.
Jean Seberg plays the part of a carefree and undisciplined rich kid holidaying in the south of France with her equally undisciplined playboy father David Niven. The film is shot in black and white for the unhappy times and colour for her happy life. In the colourful life is Elsa, a pretty but dull girlfriend of her fathers. The story comes from a book of the same title by a 17-year old, which might explain the simplicity of the storyline. All in all an interesting film
I don't suppose many people have ever heard of this film, but it's well worth seeing , if only for the central performance of Jean Seberg. She plays a spoilt brat teenager who is holidaying on the French Riviera with her father (David Niven), a widower with a constant supply of young girlfriends. Into the mix comes Deborah Kerr, who tries to impose some discipline into the girl's life, after agreeing to marry Niven, with unhappy consequences. The film is well acted by Niven and Kerr, but Seberg is especially effective as the lovable/horrible teenager who realises too late her schemes can have unpleasant results. Beautifully photographed in CinemaScope, with some sequences in black and white, but mostly in ravishing Technicolor. Not to everyone's taste,this film will appeal to fans of 1950's Douglas Sirk or 'Peyton Place' type movies.
You can admire that F Sagan wrote this book when she was a teen but the story is simple and the film has aged.
Jean Seberg plays the part of a carefree and undisciplined rich kid holidaying in the south of France with her equally undisciplined playboy father David Niven. The film is shot in black and white for the unhappy times and colour for her happy life. In the colourful life is Elsa, a pretty but dull girlfriend of her fathers. The story comes from a book of the same title by a 17-year old, which might explain the simplicity of the storyline. All in all an interesting film
Jean Seberg plays the part of a carefree and undisciplined rich kid holidaying in the south of France with her equally undisciplined playboy father David Niven. The film is shot in black and white for the unhappy times and colour for her happy life. In the colourful life is Elsa, a pretty but dull girlfriend of her fathers. The story comes from a book of the same title by a 17-year old, which might explain the simplicity of the storyline. All in all an interesting film
The use of black and white versus colour to reflect the desert of her present life compared to her previous golden existence is notable, true. The story is simple, almost simplistic, and the film joggles because of the alternately stiff or almost sing-song delivery of lines. It shows more like a stage play than a film. But it's more the era in which the film was made rather than poor acting, I think. It's worthy, but still worth watching: Cecile as the gamine social butterfly is luminous and mesmerizing; Raymond as the feeble, immoral bon vivant, pathetic. The film, for all its faults, is rather better made and has more wistful charm and punch (cf. the final scene) than some of the drivel one pays to see in the cinema these days.
Bonjour tristesse is my all time favourite book and this film is nothing like it. So if you like the book do not watch this fim. If you haven't read the book your expectations won't be so high so maybe you'll find the film ok. I found the characters especially cecile unrealistic and i couldn't empathise with them. Cecile is supposed to be only 17 but the actress appears to be about 25. i wouldn't bother watching it i forced myself to watch it all the way through.
yes nice south of france and actors esp daughter of david niven -a sinful fun loving waster
who treats deborr ker -to be his wife -as just another women. to say anything to -she believes it and then over hears him with another women so she drives away and over the cliff-thats it -it ends on a sad lost note.
This really is abysmal, asinine, and embarrassing. The director has obviously instructed the main actors to represent frivolity and pointless pleasure; seeing David Niven wearing ultra tight shorts, smiling fixedly, moustache twitching, as he gambols around on the Riviera as an aging roue, irresistible to women, makes the eyes widen with horror. Incessant giggling and bare-footed prancing from all four main characters would be better placed in a teenage soap. The melodramatic theme of teenage angst, accompanied by theatrical techniques of overheard conversations whilst flitting through the forest & hiding behind inadequate trees, is completely uncompelling and trite. Bad. Truly and timewastingly poor. No wonder Deborah Kerr chose to drive off a cliff.
Otto Preminger's Riviera-set romantic drama stars David Niven as the widower whose affair with Deborah Kerr is subverted by his daughter, Jean Seberg. Loosely based on the novel by Françoise Sagan, it's fluffy stuff, enjoyable for Niven's deft playing and for Seberg, whose radiant performance caused a stir not unlike the one caused by Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. The film was a huge hit in France, where Preminger was second only to God in the eyes of critics of the time such as Jean-Luc Godard and François Truffaut. Seberg became an overnight cult sensation, starring in Godard's debut feature A Bout de Souffle the following year.
The novel's rather repellent characters are here played like royal personages against a background of Riviera opulence. The result is very odd but often entertaining, especially when it slips into self-parody.
The flirtation with incest at the centre of this adaptation of Françoise Sagan's novel is tame by modern standards,... read more on Time Out