Mr. Topaze

Greetings again from the darkness. This is the only feature film to have Peter Sellers credited as a director, and it was released in 1961. Retitled "I Like Money" for its United States release, it seems that regardless of the title or continent, the film can only be labeled a box office flop and disappointment to viewers and critics alike. Considered "long lost" and unseen for decades, the only surviving 35mm print has been restored by the British Film Institute, so that new generations can be disappointed ... or perhaps appreciate it from a 'history of cinema' perspective (which I certainly do).

Peter Sellers directs himself, as he stars as Albert Topaze, a provincial schoolteacher of the highest integrity. We get a good feel for Topaze in the scenes playing under the opening credits. He's a dedicated teacher, but not one the students respect. Topaze has a crush on fellow teacher Ernestine (played beautifully by Billie Whitelaw, whom you'll recall as the nanny in THE OMEN, 1976). The obstacle here is that Ernestine is the daughter of the bellowing Headmaster Muche (Leo McKern, A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS, 1966), Topaze's demanding boss. Topaze's loyal friend and landlord is Tamise (Michael Gough, BATMAN, 1989), another fellow teacher.

Topaze is a timid fellow, though of the highest moral principles. When the Baroness (fiery Martita Hunt) flashes what today we would call entitlement by demanding Topaze change her grandson's grade or be fired, Topaze finds himself out of work. It's here where scheming Suzy (Nadia Gray, forever a part of cinematic lore thanks to her unforgettable cameo in LA DOLCE VITA, 1960) and Castel Benac (Herbert Lom, Sellers' memorable co-star in the "Pink Panther" franchise and THE LADYKILLERS, 1955), entice Topaze into their shady business ... hoping to fend off legal inquiries given the reputation for honesty Topaze brings to the enterprise.

Can money corrupt even the most upstanding character? The story comes from renowned French writer Marcel Pagnol and his 1933 play with Raymond Massey in the lead. Pagnol also wrote the novels "Jean De Florette" and "Manon of the Spring", the sources of two excellent films from director Claude Berri. There have been at least three other film versions of 'Topaze', two 1933 projects including one starring John Barrymore and directed by Harry d'Abbadie d'Arrast, and a 1951 version directed by Pagnol himself with Fernandel in the lead.

Mr. Sellers is in fine form here, and in the first half he displays some of the physical comedic traits that defined his Inspector Jacques Couseau in the 'Pink Panther' series a couple of years later, and this film was released three years prior to the all-time classic DR. STRANGELOVE OR: HOW I LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THE BOMB. It seems the real issue with the movie, and why it was so poorly received, is that Sellers plays such a challenging character. Initially Topaze is a sympathetic, likable man and he transitions to one we have little interest in - one to whom viewers simply can't relate.

Still, despite the obstacles within the story, it's fascinating to go back almost 60 years and discover a previously unseen Sellers project that features not just the stellar cast listed above, but also John Neville (THE ADVENTURES OF BARON MUNCHAUSEN or for fans of "The X-Files", he known as "the well-manicured man"), British film veteran John Le Mesurier as a blackmailer, and the only film acting gig for Michael Sellers, the son of Peter (he plays young Gaston).

Nadia Gray sizzles in singing "I Like Money", a song written by Herbert Kretzmer, and Herbert Lom gets an instant classic line, "He's an idiot. I like him." Is this a comedy? Certainly the first 20 minutes bring laughs, but by the end, those laughs seem quite distant. Watching a man lose his soul and his friends is painful. Can money buy happiness? Topaze has his answer, but as viewers we aren't so sure he's correct.

So, Sellers is not only an amazing actor, but also succesful as a director...Not surprised. What a talented chap! Sadly, the film is not as popular as it deserves to be.

This is truly a very interesting film. It's not a masterpiece, but it's worth watching this film if you like Peter Sellers.

The only film that Peter Sellers ever directed was this comedy set in the Paris of the not-too-distant past and based on a Marcel Pagnol play that was filmed several times before, though this version, produced and written by Pierre Rouve, is chock full of well-known English character actors pretending they're French. In hindsight, it might feel like a strange choice for Sellers' directorial debut, and sole effort, but at least he's got the plum title role of "Mr. Topaze". A mild-mannered and scrupulously honest school master who loses his job because he won't give a rich man's son a better grade. As it happens, said rich man, (Herbert Lom), is also a crook who then employs Sellers to act as a 'front man' for his crooked business.

It's shot in Cinemascope which doesn't really suit the material but on the plus side those character actors do throw themselves into the very old-fashioned material but it's certainly never as funny as it thinks it is. Sellers reputedly hated it, so much so that he tried to have all the prints bought up. It's not a bad film as such and at best it might be described as a curiosity and so out of step with other comedies of its time, it is, at least, of more than passing interest but ultimately it's that supporting cast, (Leo McKern, Lom, Michael Gough, Martita Hunt, John Neville and a surprisingly good Nadia Gray), that saves it. It might have been better with a different director, (Sellers was clearly not up to the job). I suppose you could call it a cult movie and now that it's resurfaced maybe you should seek it out.

This obscure Peter Sellers film directed by himself begins poorly. We are introduced to the self righteous small town schoolteacher, played by Sellers, and it seems to go on and on without being amusing, or if occasionally vaguely amusing, certainly not funny. An amazingly young Billie Whitelaw doesn't help, seeming unable to rid herself of her theatrical bent. And here perhaps lies the basic problem in that this was a stage play and much of the activity would have probably been acceptable on the stage whereas it probably needed someone with greater experience than Sellers to shake this up and give it more life. As it happens things are never as bad as at the start and gradually things get less bad. By the very end we have a gloriously presented Sellers in complete cynic mode ready to go and it ends. Masses of extras n the Blu-ray and the prospect of seeing it again without fear of it sinking into the mire make me look back just a little more favourably and feel a bit sorry for Sellers who apparently felt so bad at the films reception that he thought he had bought up all copies and destroyed them. Clearly the BFI had a copy stashed away.