A look of sudden bursts, among the headlines in the daily life of a young New York couple, exposing its true essence, the uncertainties, contradictions, even the most hidden instincts .
The characters are drawn in a social context, the haute bourgeoisie, to whom it belongs only to adoption, because history, even before social history is a private individual. The
narrative of the story is marked by a joint which would result in irreversible: given some initial situation of equilibrium, and data in the form of classic narrative cinema, a series of events imbalance, apparently will return in the final to a situation to re-balance, because something has changed, even before the characters in the story, as the audience to hear.
As in every other story of the director, a worm enters the plant rational man-made, there lurks, insidiously, to corrode in very close formation.
And this happens on two sets of levels, both obvious and yet, both, also, deeply complex: jealousy and curiosity.
obvious, because both of these human feelings stroke, unequivocally, the route taken by the characters in the story; complex, because this route, which is mostly an irrational process, is directed towards a goal that is beyond the control of man: the unknown of the human soul.
Again a topic dear to the director: the man "enter" to unearth the true nature of man, but was forced to surrender before the incomprehensible plot of his mind.
The couple at the center of the observation is a pair prosperous, dynamic and fruitful, where the failures of one are filled in a complementary manner, the quality of the other, yet also has a couple numb, bored, due to their habits.
The system consists of, and is now autoreggientesi apparently unassailable from the outside, is altered in its very own premises.
to blow up the balance is, in fact, just an unexpected revelation: (the wife tells her husband that some time ago would have been willing to leave him for another man and, thus, to derail everything, marriage and young daughter "If only he had wanted me").
One moment, intense lightning, which is emphasized by all all the desires and passions, is able to question the project of a lifetime, marital and individual.
From this point on will trigger the perverse mechanism of jealousy is an obsessive thought that grips the mind of her husband, able to sweep away the certainty of a stroke, the very first time, to his wife. What remains, thus, is only a fixed image: time sex in which his wife is unfaithful with another man.
This image becomes invasive, all-encompassing, a vanishing point with no return. And 'all the curiosity that drives the man in his Homeric journey around the underlying plot of his soul, suddenly dispersed.
and objectivity of reality is replaced unreal dream, without a clear boundary has been given to understand the characters and the audience.
A man and a woman love each other, build a life together, time will stabilize, the material support them, but there is something that can not be controlled, the deepest instincts, the more hidden aspects of the psyche, and then all becomes a relative unknown around tremendously.
And at this point is dealt the hardest blow that ever could be given by the director: the only thing that makes life worth living, love, is unstructured, made in its essential terms.
Sex, passion, the charm of novelty, the taste of different, to the lowest perversions of the flesh, everything is love, or love is not everything?
The film ends with an exchange of words between the two protagonists that leaves no way that breaks the wind, which makes it impossible to turn back
Bill (her husband): What do you think we need to do?
Alice (his wife): I think first we should thank fate, thank you for letting us out without any damage from our adventures, both real ones from those who only dream of ... the important thing is that now we are awake, and I very much hope that will remain so for long.
Bill: For ever?
Alice: No, we do not use that word, I scares.
The camera lingers for a while on the PP of the woman, and yet her: There is a very important thing that we have to do as soon as possible ...
Bill: What?
Alice: ... fuck ...
The dividend is clean, and credits left annoyed, angry, touched in the most intimate convictions.
But it is a challenge ... is the cinema of Kubrick.
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