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Their assignment involves wrangling an invitation to a party thrown by the German ambassador, and the scene where they nail down the invite is full of succulent deception. Max and Marianne belong together because they’re movie-star beautiful, and because these spies share a debonair awareness of what’s happening in any room. Marianne teases Max, who’s from Quebec, about his lousy Parisian accent (it’s not just teasing, since that could be enough to get them killed), but the audience has a different reaction: Watching Brad Pitt speak French is a little like seeing a dog stand on its hind legs - more impressive than whether he does it well is the fact that he does it at all. Cotillard acts with a leonine cunning, just the kind of thing that can disarm a seen-it-all conquistador like Pitt. Pitt and Cotillard connect, because there’s a matching toughness to their sensuality. This is all, of course, the film’s elaborate way to generate some steam heat, and it works. If he lunges for her, it’s a sign that he lacks the control necessary to execute the mission. That’s why it works.” She also opens the top buttons of her blouse to test him.
Back at their apartment, she tells him her credo: “I keep the emotions real. When Max first shows up in front of Marianne’s friends, the two cuddle like the most intimate of lovebirds even though they’ve never met: a good set-up. The lighting is luxe, and so are the clothes - dresses that drape with goddessy perfection, neckties that look like works of art. Once there, he has to pretend to be the husband of Marianne (Cotillard), who has been hanging out in nightclubs, getting cozy with the chi-chi collaborationist associates of the Vichy government. In the opening scene, Max (Pitt) parachutes into the dimpled orange dunes of the Moroccan desert, then wanders into the shadowy white-walled maze of a city. How old-fashioned is “Allied”? It’s so old-fashioned that the film’s entire first section is set in Casablanca - and yes, it’s a Casablanca reminiscent of that “Casablanca,” a place of “exotic” intrigue and danger that looks, at times, like it’s flaunting the fact that it’s a movie set. But like Steven Spielberg’s “Bridge of Spies,” it’s been made with a so-old-it’s-new classicism that is executed with enough flair to lure audiences in. “Allied” isn’t based on a true story it’s a flagrantly movie-ish concoction. That may strike some viewers as a slightly stodgy turnoff - a fetishization of the past - but Zemeckis, working from a script by Steven Knight (“Dirty Pretty Things,” the amusing and underrated “Burnt”), is alive to what’s great about old movies: the supple, nearly invisible craft that allows scenes to throb with emotional suspense. It’s a movie full of Nazis and chandeliers and prop planes and hidden passion. “ Allied,” starring Brad Pitt as a Canadian intelligence officer and Marion Cotillard as a French Resistance fighter who team up for a mission during World War II (and, of course, fall in love), is a high-style romantic espionage thriller that feels like it could have been made in the ’40s (at least, if Ingrid Bergman had been allowed to say the word “f-“).