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1941. Une énième attaque japonaise vient de saborder le sous-marin Tigre des mers, que son capitaine tient à relancer de toute urgence dans la bataille. Un jeune lieutenant, dandy et escroc hors pair, vient à sa rescousse, flanqué de cinq auxiliaires… féminines. Ce premier opus hollywoodien de Blake Edwards, le maître américain de l'absurde, est un pastiche jubilatoire des films de guerre des années 1950. Le capitaine affiche une détermination farouche et son beau lieutenant (Tony Curtis), une effronterie sans égale. Mais la situation sombre très vite dans la loufoquerie la plus totale. Les vains efforts de Cary Grant pour garder à bord de son submersible un semblant de conformisme militaire sont délicieusement jouissifs. Détournant les codes de virilité et d'héroïsme en vigueur, le réalisateur de The Party évite l'écueil de la farce sexiste et développe ce qui deviendra sa marque : le génie du choc situationnel. (Arte)

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anglais Fortunately, the American filmmakers didn't do it the French way, which I find uninteresting and annoying because it's only based on mocking the opponent. The creators of this film relied on much more intelligent humor. Instead of demeaning the Japanese, they chose to be self-critical, and it worked really well. Captain Sherman didn't have enough time to fight against the sons of Nippon, as he had to dedicate all his efforts to battling the Vogons and preventing excessive exchange of information between the crew and its temporary members. Nothing stopped me from having a great time with both officers because Cary Grant and Tony Curtis complemented each other perfectly. The captain's diary was hilarious, and although it was really silly, I enjoyed it. The Sea Tiger undeniably influenced the history of music, as it became an obvious inspiration for The Beatles, who just changed the color of the submarine to make it less obvious. / "Never have so few stolen so much from so many." / "When a girl is under twenty-one, she is protected by law. When she is over sixty-five, she is protected by nature. Anywhere in between, she's fair game." The feminists whose brains haven't exploded yet must be boiling with rage. / Lesson learned: Submarines and trains have not been designed for women who are excessively endowed in the upper body. I'm sure Lieutenant Crandall would agree. ()