Another movie about the movies and the theatre and about acting but since this one is by the Polish director Andrzej Zulawski and filmed in France it's a far cry from Hollywood movies about the movies or indeed from something Truffaut might have done. At its core is the three-way relationship between a serious actress reduced to doing soft-core porn, (a terrific Romy Schneider who won the Cesar for her performance), her doormat of a husband, (an excellent Jacques Dutronc), and a down-on-his-luck photographer, (Fabio Testi, very good), and of course it's far from conventional.What Zulawski gives us is a cerebral view of life far removed from reality with characters who are simply that, characters created to be nothing more than the mouthpieces of the author and it's constructed very artificially. The minute Klaus Kinski appears you know exactly how unreal things are going to get. I'm not even sure we are meant to 'follow' it or take it very seriously. It's also the kind of art-house movie that's so personal it was never even guaranteed an art-house audience and it quickly disappeared. A curiosity at best.
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