Jean-Pierre Marielle had everything: voice, charisma, laughing eyes and a sense of play.

He was of the generation of Jean-Paul Belmondo and Jean Rochefort, his old friends from the Conservatoire, and Philippe Noiret, to whom he so often gave the replica. At first a man of the theatre, confined to the cinema in brilliant second roles, for Max Ophuls or Henri Verneuil, his immense talent had finally established itself with brilliance in a film by Bertrand Tavernier that remained in all the memories, Que la fête commence.

From then on, he will be and will remain one of the favorite actors of the French public, one of those also who know how to carry a whole film by their talent alone. Funny, unusual, moving, pathetic, sometimes disturbing… Jean-Pierre Marielle knew how to do everything, interpret everything, play everything. The audience admired the actor. He loved the man too.

I extend my deepest condolences to his family and loved ones.