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Jennie 2021-12-21 08:01:17

It is about a middle-aged American man who just lost his wife looking for a house in Paris. He met a French girl in an empty house. The two of them stayed together in the house like firewood for three days without knowing their names. Later, the man moved to the girl. Really, the story of being shot and killed by a girl instead.

Desire is always amplified when reality is unsatisfactory, including the mystery, violence, and mania that come with it. He was so anxious about his wife's derailment and suicide that he couldn't find an outlet to vent, and she became addicted to him suddenly because of her boyfriend's enthusiasm for the movie. But in reality, even if the desire is completely satisfied, it will not disappear. Once desire sees the light and intersects with reality, the former is no longer mysterious, and the latter cannot be sustained.

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Extended Reading
  • Bobby 2021-12-21 08:01:17

    I am looking at the cut version.

  • Jada 2022-03-28 09:01:04

    It is still Bertolucci's apocalyptic feelings, the aging Paris, the aging Marlon Brando, and the thriving youth and lust. They were strangers from start to finish, just men and women stripped of their clothes. In the last tango, Jenny and Paul were like primitive animals mixed into a luxurious banquet. Light and shadow shuttled around them, and modern people rediscovered their self-positioning. An alienated dream is a sharp pain of the times.

Last Tango in Paris quotes

  • Jeanne: Let's drink a toast to our life in the hotel.

    Paul: No fuck all that! Hey listen! Let's drink a toast to our life in the country.

    Jeanne: You're a nature lover? You didn't tell me that.

    Paul: Oh, for christ sake... I'm nature boy. Can't you see me with the cows and the chickenshit all over me? Huh?

    Jeanne: Oh, that's right. To the cows!

    Paul: Cow.

    Jeanne: I will be your cow too.

    Paul: I get to milk you twice a day. How about that?

  • Paul: Even if a husband lives two hundred fucking years, he'll never discover his wife's true nature. I may be able to understand the secrets of the universe, but... I'll never understand the truth about you. Never.