men on the move
by Douglas Messerli
Gérard Blain and Michel Pérez
(screenplay), Gérard Blain
(director) Un Enfant dans la Foule (A Child in the Crowd) / 1976
Actor and director Gérard Blain (1930-2000)
was often described as the French James Dean (1931-1955), who he slightly resembled
and whose early film portrayals sometimes represented him as a kind of youthful
rebel. But, in reality, they are quite the polar opposites.
While
Dean flashed across the screen in films released over two years—Rebel without
a Cause, East of Eden, both in 1955, and Giant, released
after his death in 1956—acting out both bisexual and pained heterosexual
fantasies, Blain acted for many long years from 1944 to 2001, often portraying
borderline if not actual homosexual/homosocial roles, particularly in his most
noted films performed at the height of his acting career in 1958, Marcello in
Mauro Bolognini’s Young Husbands, Serge in Claude Chabrol’s Le Beau
Serge, and Charles in Cabrol’s Les Cousins. Moreover, Blain became a
noted director of nine works, at least three of these, The Friends, A
Child in the Crowd, and The Rebel, for which he also served as
co-writer, loosely based on his young years of ages 13-17 involving homosexual
experiences with older pedophilic men.
Yet as an adult Blain was quite obviously heterosexual, marrying three
times, and at moments appearing to be somewhat homophobic, while over the years
Dean’s homosexual relations with the young actor Sal Mineo, and rumored sexual liaisons
with Marlon Brando, Rogers Brackett, and even director Douglas Sirk have helped
burnish his myth as a bisexual or even homosexual rebel.
Dean was all hot, while Blain, despite his occasional rebel Truffautian
mystique, at least in his filmmaking, appeared more like his later friend and
idol Robert Bresson, to be objectively “cold,” even while portraying his
central young male figures as tortured and eager-to-be-loved human beings.
Consider
just one of his features, A Child in the Crowd, one of the best French language
films of the 1970s (which is saying something when you recall that François
Truffaut, Jacques Rivette, Éric Rohmer, Bertrand Blier, Louis Malle, Chantal
Akerman, Jean-Pierre Melville, Jacques Tati,
Jacques
Demy, Jean-Luc Godard, Bresson, and Chabrol all made some of their best films
in this decade).
This film begins with an incident that is almost the inverse of several
of Bresson’s scenes: whereas in works such as The Diary of a Country Priest,
the young priest finds a moment of exhilarating joy on a motorbike just before
he leaves the village to die of cancer, or in Mouchette where the young
girl finds a truly lovely thrill in the Dodg’em cars before recognizing that
her life is so dour that she commits suicide, Blain’s A Child in the Crowd begins
with the young 9-year-old hero, Paul (played at this point by Jean François
Cimino) being ferried by auto back to his Catholic boarding school on the
outskirts of Paris by his father and mother, the boy consumed in uncontrollable
tears.
They coldly drop him off and he is escorted to his dorm bed among his
sleeping fellow students. Given his melancholic response, we can only imagine
that he is being bullied or has been forced into the bed of a pedophile priest.
But, in fact, nothing like that at all occurs. Except for its rather militaristic
marching of boys to and fro—a hint along with others in this film that the
French themselves have many fascist tendencies—the boys basically seem happy,
their religious ceremonies portrayed as joyful moments of belief. Indeed, one
of Paul’s peers approaches him at recess to ask why he stands away and apart
from the other boys, encouraging him to join in, Paul responding that he is
simply too homesick.
By the time the Americans arrive to liberate the city, Paul has
virtually left his schooling behind as he worked with the French underground by
loading rifle cartridges with bullets. With liberation near, however, he is
sent back home for his own protection, and it is on the dark streets where the Nazis
attempt a final round up a murder of local partisans that he experiences the
true terrors of war.
Once
liberation occurs, Paul observes perhaps one of the most memorable and horrific
images of the film, a young naked female prostitute with shaved head and a Nazi
swastika drawn across her breast, as a large gang of French housewives and
their husbands surround her, taunting and mocking her as their push her forward
down the street before finally abandoning her against a wall.
As the girl falls the ground crying as endlessly as Paul had as the
child in the first scene of this movie, he cautiously moves toward her,
eventually placing his comforting hand on her shoulder; he truly understands
the horror of being a lonely and isolated outsider in his own land.
As the liberators make their presence known, Paul innocently begins to
seek out father figures in some of the American boys who reward him cigarettes,
soap, candy, and chewing gum for joining them in their beds. Soon after one of
his US friends sadly declares he must leave him to fight in Germany, he meets
another young man on the subway who takes a personal interest in him beginning
with a visit to a movie.
Later a third older married man explains
that he is moving back to his wife in Lyon before admitting that he simply
feels it is better to break off their pedophilic relationship while he still
can.
Blain shows none of the boy’s sexual encounters, but clearly suggests the
elder’s nefarious activities through their gifts and their appearance in dark abandoned
back streets with the boy or in open rooms where they are dressed in bathrobes.
At one point, one of the boy’s pick-up substitute fathers even pawns him off on
an older woman who insists instead of soda he try some Chartreuse Green.
Throughout all of these encounters, nonetheless, Paul seems to thrive, wanly
smiling, enjoying himself by imagining that these relationships represent real
love, whereas when he returns home he is greeted with an open sense of
uncaring, his mother most commonly asking him not to make any noise
But when the older business man breaks up with him and his mother dismisses him once again, he turns to a priest who has been attempting to lure him back to school. Paul visits the priest, who shows, once again, the schoolboys at joyful play, suggesting that he too could find pleasure in returning to the fold.
Paul promises he will consider the offer, but as we walks out of the
school yard and returns to the street to light up a cigarette, he is met by yet
another old man (played by Blain himself) who walking in the other direction,
momentarily stops, taking up the boy’s cigarette to light his own fag, before
Paul walks on down the street alone. He—the future Paul—is just another man on
the move.
We finally perceive that Paul, although at
this point perhaps only 14 or 15, is no longer a boy but a young man of
experience. There is no longer any place in his heart for childish joys, his
family and the war itself having ripped them from him at such an early age.
He walks on down the street, turns a corner and disappears from sight.
He has determined, so he earlier reports, to become an actor; there may be a
role for him in Marcel Carné's Les Enfants du Paradis, a part,
uncredited, that Blain actually did play in that great French classic film.
Unlike Bresson’s unloved priest and young girl, Paul is a survivor. He does
not suffer death through a miserable disease or commit suicide, but comes alive
simply by finding love wherever he imagines it might be waiting for him. He is kin
to Truffaut’s Antoine Doinel after all, not Bresson’s sad saints.
Los Angeles, February 4, 2026
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (February
2026).






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