Review

  • Warning: Spoilers
    Louis Malle tells the story of a beautiful and bored young woman, Jeanne Moreau, who lives in Dijon and frequently visits Paris to mix and mingle with a crowd that might be from Fellini's La Dolce Vita for its emptiness and boredom. She has it all: her husband is a well established local newspaper publisher in Dijon, her lover is a Polo's playing would be aristocrat. When car trouble stops her return to Dijon, she is helped by a young and idealistic archeologist who drives a wimpy Citroen 2CV. After a painful dinner with her husband, her lover and the young idealist, she seduces the young man. The choice of music is perfect: Brahms Sextet No.1 in B flat Major, in its dark and sensual second movement. The protracted love scene is filmed in the outdoors (first) with a naive day-by-night filter. The love scene in Ms. Moreau's room is unique and a true novelty in mainstream cinema. Kudos to the Supreme Court of the USA when it ruled it was not pornography.