The film was of no interest (at least for me), because of its conformism in every means of the term, but Isabelle Adjani's performance was one of the most intense I've ever seen in a movie. Especially in the last one hour she was out of this world - thanks to her, I suddenly became attracted to the film, even though I rejected the truisms of the script and the complete lack of imagination in the mise-en-scene.
I initially watched this cause I liked the 2 lead actors. I was expecting to only like it for them and the set cause of some of the reviews I've read but I really dug it. It felt like if you combined Visconti with Douglas Sirk with a scipt by Proust (if he'd like to see the film era) Forgive my pretencious name dropping but this is a beautiful melodrama which has also given me a greater appreciateion for sculpture.
" I am that old woman with nothing on her bones. And the aging young girl... that's also me. And the man is me too. Not you. I gave him my toughness. He gave me his emptiness in return. There you are... three times me. The Holy Trinity, trinity of emptiness. "
This film is less than the sum of its parts. Brilliant acting and photography. A fascinating story with tried and true themes. Nice work in the costumes and set pieces. But somehow there’s something missing. Somehow it falls flat.