Com­edy maid to or­der

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HOW to ex­plain The Women on the 6th Floor ?

Well, it is Span­glish with­out Adam San­dler. It is also The Help with­out any of that messy racial dis­crim­i­na­tion stuff. And it is French. So very, very French.

Set in the early 1960s, this en­gag­ing mid­dle- of- the- road com­edy has both a soft heart and a snappy so­cial con­science work­ing in quite ef­fec­tive tan­dem through­out.

The women liv­ing the high life flagged by the film’s ti­tle are ac­tu­ally the low­est on the peck­ing or­der of all the char­ac­ters as­sem­bled here.

They are a colour­ful gag­gle of Span­ish maids, each of whom spend the work­ing day run­ning the house­holds of the snooty Parisian elite who live in the apart­ments un­der­neath.

These loud- talk­ing, salt- of- the- earth ladies live in cramped quar­ters and are woe­fully un­der­paid by their em­ploy­ers.

Nev­er­the­less, to no one’s great sur­prise, they are also much hap­pier and wiser than their hoity- toity clien­tele.

Writer- di­rec­tor Philippe Le Guay def­i­nitely plays a con­ser­va­tive hand here, but never to the detri­ment of the breezily pleas­ant tale he has to tell.

The film is prob­a­bly at its very best when sim­ply al­low­ing its au­di­ence to en­joy the colour­ful com­pany of the Span­ish do­mes­tiques.

The main plot – where a stuffy old stock­bro­ker ( Fabrice Lu­chini) changes his ways af­ter fall­ing for a pretty young ser­vant girl ( Natalia Ver­beke) – is a lit­tle drab ( and kind of creepy too) by com­par­i­son.

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