Louis Malle unveiled the natural beauty of Jeanne Moreau in his breakthrough, Elevator to the Gallows. With his follow-up, the scandalous smash The Lovers (Les amants), he made her a star once and for all. A deeply felt and luxuriously filmed fairy tale for grown-ups, perched on the edge between classical and New Wave cinemas, The Lovers presents Moreau as a restless bourgeois wife whose eye wanders from both her husband and her lover to an attractive passing stranger (Jean-Marc Bory). Thanks to its frank sexuality, The Lovers caused quite a stir, being censored and attacked for obscenity around the world. If today its shock has worn off, its glistening sensuality and seductive storytelling haven’t aged a day. —The Criterion Collection
Louis Malle (born October 30, 1932, Thumeries, France—died November 23, 1995, Beverly Hills, California, U.S.) French motion-picture director whose eclectic films were noted for their emotional realism and stylistic simplicity.
Malle’s wealthy family resisted his early interest in film but allowed him to enter the Institute of Advanced Cinematographic Studies in Paris in 1950. After studying at the institute, he worked as an assistant to filmmaker Robert Bresson and codirected the documentary Le Monde du silence (1956; The Silent World) with underwater explorer Jacques-Yves Cousteau.
Malle’s first feature film, Ascenseur pour l’échafaud (1957; Frantic), was a psychological thriller. His second, Les Amants (1958; The Lovers), was a commercial success and established Malle and its star, Jeanne Moreau, in the film industry. The film’s lyrical love scenes, tracked with exquisite timing, exhibit Malle’s typically bold and uninhibited treatment of sensual themes. Social alienation… read more
A profoundly strange and surreal film.It seems to me like the most savage attack on bourgeois values I've seen since Chabrol's La cérémonie. It treats Jeanne's burgeoning sexuality as the answer to her steady slip into 'Antonionity'(!) but cause's her to give up everything in her life including her daughter whom she loves! For a film called Les amants, it peculiarly shows romantic love as some kind of mental illness!
Lovely cinematography and storytelling, but personally unfulfilling. In Malle's own words "...romantic,lyrical and naïve..."
Malle has a knack for finding a good musical accompaniment for his films: Miles Davis for Elevator to the Gallows, Satie for The Fire Within, Brahms for this film. I loved Fire Within. I liked Elevator. But The Lovers didn't do much for me.
I love how everyone seems to miss the point (as I see it at least) Jeanne Moreau's Character rebuilding and freeing herself in the nature of Juliette Binoche in Blue and Helen Mirren in The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover she liberates herself from the need of another, the film is not erotic as it seems to keep being read, the end point being a free human being through the means of her romantisised lust.
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Tales of neglected housewives finding love in unexpected places have had resiliency in Europe. More than forty years after France gave us Les Amants, about the pretty young wife (Jeanne Moreau) of… read review
You always come across this meaningless phrase: this film was shocking, as if that meant anything. A film that is steeped in the past, a pastness where lines like “all her shame and restraint fell… read review
Louis Malle’s second feature, following the success of the jazzy noir “Elevator to the Gallows”, is a film stuck in time, somewhere between the classical elegance of France’s cinema of tradition, and… read review