O Imperador de Paris

Jean-François Richet's THE EMPEROR OF PARIS is a highly fictionalised and highly romanticised retelling of the early life of one Eugène François Vidocq- the notorious real life career criminal who survived the infamous "Reign of Terror" of the early 1790s to become the virtual "founding father" of France's first National Police Force.

The film's cast is excellent, with many of the heavyweights of modern European cinema (Vincent Cassel, August Diehl, Olga Kurylenko etc...) joining together with a younger generation of rising European stars (Freya Mavor, Némo Schiffman etc...) to breath real life into their characters with fiery, passionate performances. The characters themselves are mostly excellent: Vincent Cassel's Jean ValBond, August Diehl's sinister Nathanaël de Wenger (a role with clear shades of Diehl's scene-stealing turn in 2009's INGLORIOUS Bs as the monstrous SS Major Hellstrom) and James Thiérrée's Duc de Neufchâteau- swaggering into (and promptly stealing) each scene he's in whilst cutting a bloody path throughout the film with his hussar's sabre! The attention to set detail (though a large portion of the film's background environment is sadly digitally-mastered) and action choreography both make THE EMPEROR OF PARIS one heck of an entertaining ride! The film's only major problems are its pacing and its script.

You're never really allowed to get bored during this film, as Cassel's morally ambidextrous Vidocq grabs you by the scruff of the neck and drags you down into a murky Parisian underworld of thieves, burglars, cutthroats, killers and renegades. However, any significant character development is promptly sacrificed in the process and when several leading characters are killed off during the film's final act, it produces no real emotional reaction from the viewer. A shame really, especially considering the acting talent on display.

This film's other main problem is its script. The trailer portrayed a very different kind of film to the one we actually got: a former chain gang member-turned detective hunting a killer through the backstreets of Napoleonic Paris and dipping his toes into a ruthless criminal underworld. That's sort of what we got... but on a much smaller, simpler scale. The anti-hero (who very quickly becomes just an ordinary "good guy") goes straight from A to B and despite having a few genuinely thrilling twists and turns, the film has him arrive at his destination with very little deviation.

To me, it just feels like the film could've explored the world it was trying to create in a much deeper, broader way: prioritising the role of Maillard's underworld and Vidocq's hunt for a killer. What we got instead was a bog-standard action-adventure romp... which was perfectly fine! But (in my opinion) the film settles for far less than the story was actually capable of achieving.