I must be missing something here: the potential for a gentle, winning comedy amongst the quirky characters of a small village is there, but Pagnol allows the scenes to go on too long, and most of the characters - with the exception of Raimu's baker, who, in his Sunday suit, looks like a fat and ageing Charlie Chaplin - are petty and selfish. The message of forgiveness is commendable, but the act itself comes across as the behaviour of a vulnerable innocent ripe for exploitation.
Review of The Baker's Wife
