Irene is young, dancing along the fine line between those French labels “gamine” and “coquette” as she dreams of glory as an actress.

She’s in her late teens, eager to be accepted in a Paris conservatory, supported by her widowed father, her fellow actors and her audition partner Jo. She is a woman-child who attracts attention, and gives it whenever a handsome young man crosses her path.

But “A Radiant Girl” can still have problems, even if she’s loathe to let on. She faints a lot, and it might be due to stress, low blood sugar or something else going on.

It’s 1942, Paris is occupied by the Nazis. And Irene, played to the coquettish hilt by Rebecca Marder of “Someone, Somewhere,” is Jewish. What on Earth could have her “stressed?”

“We’ve become the topic of conversation….It’s unfashionable to be Jewish,” her father shrugs. Irene shrugs as well. She’s got her scene from a play by Maivaux to memorize, rehearse and polished to a talent-that-will-not-be-denied gleam. Ever tightening Nazi “rules?” No concern of hers.

Writer-director Sandrine Kiberlain’s Holocaust Era drama is something of a curiosity, a film that takes us into Irene’s denial, the focus of a committed actress and the flightiness of an indulged child who isn’t letting the never-seen Germans step on her dream.

But as her widowed father (André Marcon) grows increasingly alarmed that his “just follow their rules” won’t save them, as her audition partner Jo (Ben Attal) disappears, perhaps having fled the country, as the red rubber stamp that identifies her as “Juive” on her “papers” is supplanted with a yellow star-of-David badge, as her musician brother (Anthony Bajon) loses his girlfriend and the “no radios” and “no Jews admitted to the Conservatory” rules pile up, maybe Irene will get a clue that the lure of the limelight is a fatal attraction and perhaps a deadly distraction.

“A Radiant Girl,” titled “Une jeune fille qui va bien” doesn’t just keep the Germans out of sight. It lulls Irene and us to the danger she’d rather not consider. There’s a boy ardent for her affection, a handsome doctor’s assistant that makes her heart flutter and the missing Jo, whom we figure she’s also had a crush on.

Irene’s delusion is underscored, in a couple of sequences, by what sounds like four-piece-band 1960s pop, in English no less. That’s a rather ham-fisted way of making the point that at any other time, Irene’s talent would steer her towards stardom and not arrest, transportation and her part in The Final Solution.

Marder has a Shailene Woodley look and vibe that suits her free-spirited character. But our concern for her never crosses the line into alarm or compassion, even if we can explain our puzzlement over how she can’t see what’s coming as historical hindsight. Many of the millions murdered must have harbored “That doesn’t concern me” delusions.

It’s a drama with no action or violence, just keeping-up-appearances and a girl whose family just wants her to be allowed to “dream just a little bit longer.”

As stories of the Occupation and impending Holocaust go, “A Radiant Girl” never overcomes its artistic emotional detachment, even if we know from history that the Nazis didn’t spare coquettish dreamers and would-be actresses, no matter how talented they were.

Rating: unrated, adult themes

Cast: Rebecca Marder, André Marcon, Françoise Widhoff, Anthony Bajon, Cyril Metzger, India Hair and Ben Attal.

Credits: Scripted and directed by Sandrine Kiberlain. A Film Movement+ release.

Running time: 1:38