A married woman struggles with thoughts of her husband's mistress becoming pregnant.
A well-observed relationship drama that falls short in substance and construction: every short scene just abruptly fades to black and is followed by another - usually unrelated - one, so the pacing is very stop-and-start and there's no real flow to it.
Dominique Laffin is fragile and relatable as the progressively more and more psycho wife, and Jacques Doillon, as the husband, is puzzlingly cold, distant and long-suffering. There's a believability to the situations and the way the characters try deal with them, but the dialogue is drab and unmemorable, there's little point to it all and no new insights to discover about the human heart.
A well-observed relationship drama that falls short in substance and construction: every short scene just abruptly fades to black and is followed by another - usually unrelated - one, so the pacing is very stop-and-start and there's no real flow to it.
Dominique Laffin is fragile and relatable as the progressively more and more psycho wife, and Jacques Doillon, as the husband, is puzzlingly cold, distant and long-suffering. There's a believability to the situations and the way the characters try deal with them, but the dialogue is drab and unmemorable, there's little point to it all and no new insights to discover about the human heart.
