Sometimes, I just don't get it. How can such a brilliant director do one of the worst movie i've ever seen? Even more: how can people who love Polanski love this? It looks like it's not even from him.
Let me explain myself:
There is that "oh so British" couple cruising on a boat, where they met a guy in wheelchair and his young femme fatale wife, who turns Hugh Grant on. Her husband warn him about how cruel she is and how much he should stay away from her... by doing this: telling his old overly romanticized love story with her, the perfect french girl, "a mix between sexual maturity and naiveté".
And of course it's by never-ending flashbacks in Paris where-every-flat- has-a-view-on-the-Eiffel-Tower with all the clichés that ever existed about Paris/french women. His love story turns into a porn-chic/BDSM relationship with so much details we can make an actual porn out of it. The most twisted it gets, the better it is. And the more predictable too.
And of course it turns Hugh Grant on even more. And what about his wife? That's it, NOTHING about her character. Nothing more, in fact, about Grant's character either. And no real consistency in the main characters too.
No psychology, no depth, no real scenario... FOR MORE THAN TWO HOURS. The photography is not even good! And it got so tacky and old with that Vangelis music, GOD!
Maybe i would have been less strict if it wasn't from Polanski, but this guy made Chinatown, Repulsion, Tess, some of the best movies ever! Do yourself a favor and avoid this one.
Let me explain myself:
There is that "oh so British" couple cruising on a boat, where they met a guy in wheelchair and his young femme fatale wife, who turns Hugh Grant on. Her husband warn him about how cruel she is and how much he should stay away from her... by doing this: telling his old overly romanticized love story with her, the perfect french girl, "a mix between sexual maturity and naiveté".
And of course it's by never-ending flashbacks in Paris where-every-flat- has-a-view-on-the-Eiffel-Tower with all the clichés that ever existed about Paris/french women. His love story turns into a porn-chic/BDSM relationship with so much details we can make an actual porn out of it. The most twisted it gets, the better it is. And the more predictable too.
And of course it turns Hugh Grant on even more. And what about his wife? That's it, NOTHING about her character. Nothing more, in fact, about Grant's character either. And no real consistency in the main characters too.
No psychology, no depth, no real scenario... FOR MORE THAN TWO HOURS. The photography is not even good! And it got so tacky and old with that Vangelis music, GOD!
Maybe i would have been less strict if it wasn't from Polanski, but this guy made Chinatown, Repulsion, Tess, some of the best movies ever! Do yourself a favor and avoid this one.