Academy Award®-winning director Roman Polanski (Repulsion) explores passion and obsession in this intense look at the dark side of love. A disturbing tale of sexuality and the human psyche, Bitter Moon features blackly comic moments and dazzling performances from Hugh Grant (Sirens, Bridget Jones’s Diary), Peter Coyote, Emmanuelle Seigner and Kristin Scott Thomas.
While on a Mediterranean cruise intended to spice up their marriage, uptight British couple Nigel and Fiona (Grant and Scott Thomas) encounter an alluring French woman named Mimi (Seigner). Later, Nigel meets Mimi’s wheelchair bound American husband Oscar (Coyote). Over a series of evenings Oscar insists that listen to the torrid story of how Oscar and Mimi fell in love in Paris, only for the love to turn sour. As Oscar unravels an epic tale of obsession, cruelty and sexual exploitation, Nigel finds himself increasingly drawn to Mimi, with potentially devastating results.
The son of a Polish Jew and a Russian immigrant, Polanski was born in Paris on August 18, 1933. When he was three, his family moved to the Polish town of Krakow, an unfortunate decision given that the Germans invaded the city in 1940. Things went from bad to worse with the formation of Krakow’s Jewish ghetto, and Polanski’s family was the target of further persecution when his parents were deported to a concentration camp. Just before he was to be taken away, however, Polanski’s father helped his son escape, and the boy managed to survive with help from kindly Catholic families, although he was at times forced to fend for himself. (At one point, the Germans decided to use Polanski for idle target practice.) It was during this period that Polanski became a devoted cinephile, seeking refuge in movie houses whenever possible. Shortly after sustaining serious injuries in an explosion, Polanski learned of his mother’s death at Auschwitz. His father survived the camps, and moved back to Krakow… read more
Love as adults is utopia, so let's laugh at it. One of the most underrated Polanski films.
Even though I respect Polanski, while watching his movies sometimes I get the feeling that I'm actually watching Freudian manifestations of his erotic fantasies or frustrations. I regret watching Bitter Moon previous to Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, it feels like a cheap 90's erotica remake of latter.
An underrated Polanski gem. A performance for the ages by Peter Coyote. I didn't know he had that in him.