This is a directional shift for Clouzot. His first three directed films were mystery/suspense films, but here he chose to make an updated version of the novel Manon Lescaut by Antoine François Prévost, updating the setting from the 18th century to the mid-20th and that later portions from Louisiana to Israel. It's more of a literary drama, one that includes scenes for Clouzot to insert his strong command of suspense, but it stands out from the overall perception of his work in retrospect and what he had created so far. It works. It's solidly good, proving that Clouzot was more than a magician of suspense.
A ship carrying Jewish refugees clandestinely to Israel discovers that it has two stowaways on board: Robert Degriuex (Michel Auclair) and Manon (Cecile Aubry). They are on the run because Robert is accused of murder, and the captain (Henri Vilbert) hears their story. It begins at the tail end of WWII when Robert was helping clear a French town of German soldiers when he found Manon about to have her head shaved by the locals for being a collaborator. She insists that it's not true. The two immediately fall in love and run off to Paris together. They get set up with Manon's brother, Leon (Serge Reggiani), who works for a local pimp and gangster. With dreams of making a happy, middle class life, Robert lives it big on his father's money for a time before finally looking for work when he gets cut off. It's here where the divide between Robert's and Manon's visions of life become evident.
Manon wants to live well, no matter the cost. So, she is perfectly willing to prostitute herself out for the cash. That starts with the gangster, which then becomes her working in a high-class brothel in Marseille as Robert makes pennies (or, sous, I guess). He really doesn't like this, and they keep erupting into huge fights about it, coming back together in fits of passion because they love each other.
Now, this feels extremely French, and I buy it. He loves her. She loves him. She wants a better life, and she wants it with him. However, she'll do anything to get it, even if it means hurting him. He'll do anything to keep her, including working himself to the bone to get it. It's a conflict of character, rooted in storytelling, that gives the film its grounding to tell its story. Clouzot's second greatest strength across his first three films (the first being the suspense) was his approach to character, prioritizing character over things like plot to provide the kind of foundation on which to place the suspense. It's what makes his films work. Here, it's almost all character, with the murder that Robert ends up running from being the only real source of concentrated tension and suspense in the whole film.
The couple end up on the Israeli shore with the refugees, and I really wondered what the film was doing. There was almost half an hour left in the film, and it felt like the happy ending was happening. And then, the moralist aspect of the whole thing became increasingly apparent. These two people are not good people. Them finding paradise, like they do for a moment at an oasis in the desert, is not where they should end up, and a roving pack of Bedouins provides that kind of closure.
It's melodrama through and through with solid performances that always edge perhaps a little too closely to over-the-top but never fully get there. Auclair and Aubry are the focus, from beginning to end, and they get their big moments together, playing off each other as they go from sullen to angry and back, alternatively, in scene after scene. It's a portrait of a deeply unhealthy relationship, and one that Clouzot makes surprisingly compelling as information gets discovered and revealed, all leading to the first ending we know about (their escape onto the boat) and then a second ending that feels inevitable and, one might say, just.
So, it's something of an aberration in Clouzot's body of work (we all know he'll be back to pure suspense soon enough), but he demonstrates his general cinematic acumen well with this adaptation of classic (if controversial at its publishing) piece of French literature. It's not the top of the stack of his filmography. It's kind of an unusual entry. But it's a solid piece of melodrama.
