J'ai vu tuer Ben Barka (2005)

Calificación de los usuarios:

5.9/10   

Directors:

Serge Le Péron
Saïd Smihi (co-director)

Escritores:

Serge Le Péron (writer)
Frédérique Moreau (writer)

Fecha de Lanzamiento:

2 noviembre 2005 (France)

Género:

Drama

Plot:

My name is Georges Figon. Okay I'm dead but, being the talkative kind, death isn't going to stop me from speaking...

Plot Keywords:

Quai Des Orfèvres | Character Name In Title

Comentarios de los usuarios:

a film noir in full color!

Reparto

Charles Berling	...	Georges Figon
Simon Abkarian	...	Mehdi Ben Barka
Josiane Balasko	...	Marguerite Duras
Jean-Pierre Léaud	...	Georges Franju
Fabienne Babe	...	Anne-Marie Coffinet
Mathieu Amalric	...	Philippe Bernier
Azize Kabouche	...	Chtouki
François Hadji-Lazaro	...	Le Ny
Jean-Marie Winling	...	Maître Pierre Lemarchand
Franck Tiozzo	...	Georges Boucheseiche
Jo Prestia	...	Dubail
José María Blanco	...	Juge
Georges Bigot	...	Inspecteur Louis Souchon
Rony Kramer	...	Lopez
Xavier Serrat	...	Voitot

También conocida como:

I Saw Ben Barka Get Killed (International: English title)

Duración:

UK:102 min (uncut) | France:101 min

País:

France | Morocco

Idioma:

Arabe | Francés

Color:

Color

Sonido:

Dolby Digital

Clasificación:

UK:12A

Locaciones de Filmación:

Aéroport d'Orly Sud, Val-de-Marne, France

Compañía:

Maïa Films

Trivialidades:

Visa d'exploitation en France #110776.

Errores:

Continuidad: When Figon shows Anne-Marie his gun, the position of his hand on the gun varies depending up whether the shot is from her point of view or his.

Conexiones de Película:

Apariciones Les maîtres fous (1955)

a film noir in full color!

it takes courage to make a stylish film nowadays, especially about a neglected -nearly obsolete today shall I say- political scandal. Through a clever use of newsreel footage, it brings us to a crucial thought: the 60s attended the birth of some major humanist leaders from Che Guevara, Ho Chi Min, Martin Luther King to Ben Barka who were mostly to be assassinated. Its highly-charged atmosphere and frantic pace reminded me of some Billy Wilder film noir pictures of whom the director must have definitely been under the influence,let's say the voice-off intro of Charles Berling talking about his story while we're seeing him lying dead on the floor of his apartment sends you directly to Sunset Bld. -without the bloody swimming-pool, the chaptered montage winks at Fortune Cookie,... which is overly rejoicing not only because of that Wilderesque presence but it shows that somehow some directors still bears in mind that movies -whatever their subject- have to be entertaining in a sense that they'll procure pleasure to its viewer. A lot could be said about the effort of historical reenactment: in spite of its obviously low budget -see Berling's mustache and fake scar, it's very efficient thanks to its brilliant casting - Jean-Pierre Léaud as a paranoid Georges Franju, an impressive Simon Abkarian as Ben Barka, only Josianne Balasko seems not very convincing in an obese Marguerite Duras who was still a gorgeous woman at that time- and very touching details of that times that goes from the cramped telephone booth to vintage cigarettes boxes.