The Gendarme and the Gendarmettes (1982)

The Gendarme and the Gendarmettes is pure Louis de Funès fireworks: a comedy built on his gift for turning authority into a nervous, sputtering symphony of ego, panic, and impeccable timing. The vibe is sunny, bustling, and proudly old-school—slapstick, misunderstandings, and workplace chaos collide as the gendarmes try (and hilariously fail) to look professional in a shiny new high-tech station and in front of their capable new trainees. What makes it especially fun is the playful reversal of who’s actually competent, letting the film poke at macho posturing without ever losing its breezy charm. If you don’t click with broad French farce or you’re looking for subtle satire, it may not convert you—but if you want a light, energetic crowd-pleaser anchored by a master comedian, it’s an easy yes.

The Gendarme and the Gendarmettes is clearly trying to bottle the old-school Louis de Funès magic again: frantic authority-figure meltdowns, fish-out-of-water policing, and broad farce as the squad adjusts to a modern station and a new group of trainees. The problem is that a lot of the comedy leans on dated “men distracted by women” antics and repetitive chaos, so if you’re not already in love with this series’ style, it can feel more tired than timeless. The kidnapping plot adds some momentum, but it’s mostly an excuse for more slapstick rather than a genuinely clever mystery. If you want a light, nostalgic dose of de Funès’ signature energy you’ll get it, but if you’re hoping for sharp writing or modern sensibilities, this one may test your patience.