If that woman entered into my life, I would be terrified. Her mental torment manifesting in physical anger. But also there's something primal and sensual about her that would attract me. A uniquely expressed courtship in this film, filled with the contradictions of lust, regret, repugnance, lots of anger, the desire to dominate & to submit, As ambiguous and disturbing as dysfunctional passionate love can be.
I do believe I have found one of my favourite films of all time. An absolutely stunner of a film. Dancers. Wrestlers. Fornicators. How I love French Cinema! The 2 actors are so immeasurably brave - I loved seeing all the bruises and scrapes that covered their bodies by the end of the film. Their chemistry (and trust as actors) is palpable and commendable.
Absolutely one of the most remarkable collaborations I have ever witnessed between a director and a pair of actors. In fact, sort of resembles some kind of extraordinary acting workshop. This exploration of a combative eros takes something from Maurice Pialat (a nuanced exploration of dynamic interpersonal encounters, often violent (or at very least volatile)). Performance totally divorced from cliché and inhibition.
Brilliant acting. The two performers (the word is a more accurate one than 'actor') throw themselves into the story with guts and gusto. The concept of the film may be interesting, but this battle becomes tiresome. Typical French atmosphere with lots of verbal jousting (some very good ones) and of course, lots of intellectualised sex, but ultimately failing to convince or ignite my interest.