A boarding-school for boys and barracks are ideal places to mess about :"debout là-dedans " (get up you guys!) follows this good formula :one third takes place in a junior high school,two thirds in the barracks ; it allows to show both milieus in parallel ,:they wake the pupils up to the sound of drums, the soldiers to the sound of bugle .And in the dormitories ,be they brats or grown-ups ,all they want to do is to act the fool .
In the school, an unfortunate supervisor is his chief's punching bag as well as the pupils'.Both men are called up for a 21 days military training ;in the army the chief supervisor is only a private whereas his subordinate is a corporal !
As far as social classes inter-mixing are concerned ,if we are to believe the screenwriters ,the army ignores the civil superiors :its' high time the humiliated supervisor took a spectacular revenge on his former chief;and he makes no bones about it:all the fatigue parties are his and he's soon the regiment's laughing stock.
Besides ,due to an error,the corporal is mistaken for the mayor's daughter 's savior when her car fell into the river ; he is feted,embraced ,congratulated by the officers ,but ,as he was dead drunk that fateful night,he doesn't remember anything about the rescue ; he tells the M.O. that he might be like his grandad , a sleepwalker who used to walk on the roofs at night.
The congratulations are repetitive but the lines are not, and this guilty pleasure can still be enjoyed if you do not ask too much.
In the school, an unfortunate supervisor is his chief's punching bag as well as the pupils'.Both men are called up for a 21 days military training ;in the army the chief supervisor is only a private whereas his subordinate is a corporal !
As far as social classes inter-mixing are concerned ,if we are to believe the screenwriters ,the army ignores the civil superiors :its' high time the humiliated supervisor took a spectacular revenge on his former chief;and he makes no bones about it:all the fatigue parties are his and he's soon the regiment's laughing stock.
Besides ,due to an error,the corporal is mistaken for the mayor's daughter 's savior when her car fell into the river ; he is feted,embraced ,congratulated by the officers ,but ,as he was dead drunk that fateful night,he doesn't remember anything about the rescue ; he tells the M.O. that he might be like his grandad , a sleepwalker who used to walk on the roofs at night.
The congratulations are repetitive but the lines are not, and this guilty pleasure can still be enjoyed if you do not ask too much.
