Em 1942, um avião da Royal Air Force é abatido sobre uma Paris ocupada pelo exército nazi. Os três pilotos saltam em para-quedas: Peter Cunningham cai nos andaimes de Augustin Bouvet, um pintor da construção civil que está a trabalhar na fachada do comando alemão, Alan Macintosh aterra no telhado da Ópera, durante o ensaio da orquestra, dirigida por Stanislas LeFort, e Sir Reginald mergulha no tanque das focas, no Jardim Zoológico de Vincennes. Enquanto a polícia alemã se lança à sua procura, Stanislas e Augustin ocupam-se dos ingleses, lançando-se nas mais extraordinárias aventuras, para os conduzirem para a zona livre.
I'd watched this entertainingly farcical French wartime comedy for about half hour before I realised that the chap who looked like Terry-Thomas was, actually, Terry-Thomas! He, like everyone else here, is in his element as an RAF bomber crew find themselves shot down over Paris and dependent on a rather disparate selection of people to try and keep them from the hands of the Gestapo, and to help smuggle them out of the city and to some semblance of safety. It has all the hallmarks of a slightly less bawdy "Carry-On" film with some characterful performances from Bouvril ("Bouvet") and the increasingly amusing Louis de Funès as the suitably over-the-top orchestral maestro "Lefort". Neither gent is really equipped to guide our hapless trio of airmen out of their own bathrooms, much less from the grasp of the Nazis - but with the help of some silk parachutes, cunning disguises, nuns and horses - well who'd bet against them? Unlike many other films of this genre, this is actually funny. Sure, you can readily predict what is likely to happen, and some of the misunderstandings do have you wondering how was that even possible, but the ensemble cast including an on form Andréa Parisy and Benno Sterzenbach as the (no so) menacing "Maj. Achbach" give this just a soupçon of class that belies it's roots. Dated? Well yes, but still surprisingly enjoyable to watch.
