In case there seems something familiar about the French comedy "Confessions of a Rogue," which opened on Saturday at the Pix, let this set your mind at ease. It follows almost the same story that was very successfully used in a picture with Edward G. Robinson—"The Whole Town's Talking"—back in 1935. And just as that was a genial variation of a well-known device—the mistaken identity gimmick—this several-years-old film is, too.
It's the story of a high-class French swindler who discovers a sad little guy who looks and talks exactly like him. So complete is the resemblance, in fact, that the swindler is able to use the Milquetoast to establish his alibis. The inevitable happens, however. The little guy and the swindler's sweetheart fall in love, and the happiest possible climax is worked out in almost the happiest possible way.
Obviously this story requires playing—expert playing—in the two leading roles, and that Louis Jouvet gives it in a beautifully finished serio-comic style. As the swindler he is suave, savvy, sinister. As the Milquetoast he is bumblingly droll—and as two or three of the swindler's impersonations, he is hilariously impudent. The picture is his and he makes it an uneven but abundant lot of fun. Suzy Delair is saucy as the sweetheart and two or three others—including a dog—are good in the cast.
© B.C., "New York Times", 30 mars 1948, movies.nytimes.com