Bertrand bides his time in a casually hostile and envious friendship with college chum Guillaume. But when ladies’ man Guillaume seems to be making a play for the spirited, independent Suzanne, Bertrand watches bitterly with disapproval and jealousy. With its ragged black-and-white 16mm photography and strong sense of 1960s Paris, Rohmer’s second Moral Tale is a wonderfully evocative portrait of youthful naiveté and the complicated bonds of friendship and romance. —The Criterion Collection
The most subtle and traditional of the many luminaries launched to prominence as a member of the French New Wave, Eric Rohmer is also among the movement’s most consistent and enduring talents. Basing his work upon antecedents in literature as much as those in the cinema, Rohmer made his name crafting talky, feather-light romantic comedies and chamber dramas distinguished by economical camerawork, a warmly ironic tone, an affection for youth, and a fascination with place and time. His intensely personal private life — according to legend, not even his own mother knew he was an internationally acclaimed, albeit pseudonymously named, filmmaker — has stood in direct contrast to the emotional openness of his movies, which, in intimate and illuminating detail, explore the limitless entanglements, disappointments, and possibilities facing contemporary relationships.
Born Jean-Marie Maurice Scherer on December 1, 1920, in Nancy, France, Rohmer later relocated to Paris, where he worked variously… read more
What _is_ her career? This entry in the Six Moral Tales is perhaps more stark than the others; while those I've seen end with some sense of emotional ambiguity, this one doesn't even end happily. It's also ironic that marriage is seen as the "finish line" here—that's perhaps more telling than anything else Bertrand says.
Despite a different outlook, very Wes Anderson filmmaking in parts. "I had nothing against her, I simply hated her" -strange, because from the very first shot, so did I... The foundation for "Cruel Intentions." Repulsed, morally -I suppose. Then I started to feel bad for her.