The Suitor is a sight-gag souffletasty, fluffy and French. Screenwriter, director and star, all in one, is diminutive Pierre Etaix, who manages to combine the wobbly wistfulness of Chaplin, the deadpan pantomiming of Buster Keaton, and the jumping-jack gymnastics of Harold Lloyd.
Although he is well into his 30s, Pierre spends all his time in his room studying the astronomical charts that cover the walls and furniture. His preoccupation vexes Maman and Papa, who want him to get married. It also vexes like, the Swedish maid, but since she can speak no French (even her subtitles come out in Swedish), she can...
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