I know that I saw TESS when it was theatrically released but I honestly had no recollection of it before deciding to give it a second chance. Now I'm quite convinced that you can enjoy or hate the same movie according to when you see it. Just think that I was sure, 25 years ago, that Steven Spielberg would become the new Orson Welles of the 7th art ; how was I wrong... But I'm wandering from the point. The fact is that I was extremely stirred by this Brach/Polanski adaptation of Thomas Hardy novel. During the projection, I often had the feeling to walk around in the aisle of a museum dedicated to English paintings. Three hours of pleasure. Masterpiece.