The best modern adaptation of an antiquated book I’ve seen. Encompasses the scandal from Laclos’ original publication while indicting the romantic notions of a post-war, pre postmodern France. In the ways in which it fails, it also succeeds, conveying era-appropriate follies concerning womanhood, youth, and sex. The cinematography and aesthetic, painting a fresco of isolation, detachment, and luxury, furthering the themes of Laclos and bring scandal, chaos, and flawed conceptions of romance into contemporary times. Timeless, in its anchoring to the past, as well as what can be extracted about the psychology of “love” in the present.
The best modern adaptation of an antiquated book I’ve seen. Encompasses the scandal from Laclos’ original publication while indicting the romantic notions of a post-war, pre postmodern France. In the ways in which it fails, it also succeeds, conveying era-appropriate follies concerning womanhood, youth, and sex. The cinematography and aesthetic, painting a fresco of isolation, detachment, and luxury, furthering the themes of Laclos and bring scandal, chaos, and flawed conceptions of romance into contemporary times. Timeless, in its anchoring to the past, as well as what can be extracted about the psychology of “love” in the present.
