Last Tango in Paris.
Has anyone ever seen this? I've only seen it recently, and as I was feeling pretty miserable at the time, it struck a deep chord in me. I don't agree with Pauline Kael that Last Tango is "the most powerfully erotic movie ever made". Yes, there's lots of brutal kinky sex, but none of it is sexy. My idea of a sexy movie is something that might actually make you smile, like Sirens. This one is dark and depressing. In fact, it's the most raw and painful meditation on hurt and desperation I've ever seen. This is the best performance I've seen from Marlon Brando, and there can be no question that he carries this movie almost single-handedly.
One of the truest and most moving lines I've ever heard in a movie comes from that scene where Brando is talking to the corpse of his wife, where she is interred. She committed suicide, and for reasons he doesn't understand. At first he just calls her vile names, but as his tirade continues, he sounds more and more hurt. He tries to peel away the makeup on her and ends up sobbing over her body instead.
"Even if a husband lives 200 hundred ****ing 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."
I guess you could say that at the end of any failed relationship.
Anyone else have thoughts to share on this movie?