So far this film has attracted a mere three reviews here one of which is clearly the work of a Philistine. The movie stars two of the heaviest hitters in current French cinema and the only way to distinguish between them is to note that Ms Deneuve has been giving world-class performances just a tad longer than Ms Frot (nee 1956). With titans like this it is necessary only to let them read alternate pages of Le Figaro and the price of admission is money well spent. As it happens the plot is more than serviceable and director Provost throws in some tasty camera angles and the odd exquisite scene like Frot cycling home from a night shift through a Paris greeting a new dawn. A minor gem but a gem all the same.
Review of The Midwife
