Most critics are fond of The Last Metro, though the affection stops short of a rave. The praise gathers around Truffaut’s restraint: the danger of Occupied Paris is kept at the edges of the frame rather than shouted, and several reviews find the film’s warmth and humanity its chief strength. Catherine Deneuve’s Marion is singled out repeatedly, and Variety picks out her scenes with Heinz Bennent and Gérard Depardieu in particular. The theatre company’s stubborn commitment to putting on a play is admired as much as the plot around it.
The reservations cluster on the same restraint seen from the other side. Slant finds the portrait of the Occupation tasteful to the point of sanitised, and The New Yorker notes a plot that leans on coincidence and narrow escapes. Eye for Film calls the romance too muted and the theatricality a drag on tension. The spread is wide: Time Out goes furthest, arguing that Truffaut’s crowd-pleasing instinct threatens to swallow his talent.
