Whileon a rural vacation with his partner, Daphn, who is three months pregnant, Franois is forced to return to Paris for work. She finds herself on her own when Maxime, a cousin she has never met arrives to stay. For four days, while awaiting Franois' return, Daphn and Maxime gradually confide to each other their present and past love stories.[7]
After sharing their experiences, Daphn and Maxime run into Victoire on one of their walks. She has separated from her husband in Japan, is three months pregnant and staying nearby with her mother. The fact that Maxime visits her at her mother's house, even staying overnight, does not worry Daphn.
In Paris, Franois learns that his ex-wife Louise has found out about his relationship with Daphn. Daphn and Maxime have begun an affair by the time Franois arrives back in the country early one morning and confesses his confused feelings to Maxime, but decides to simply remain with Daphn, although no longer sure of his feelings. Maxime does not succeed in keeping with Daphn and leaves by train back to Paris.
Principal filming took place from 29 October to 5 December 2019, mainly in the le-de-France and the Vaucluse,[8] including the Chateau du Barroux, Vaison-la-Romaine and its hilltop Cathdrale Notre-Dame de Nazareth de Vaison, Crillon-le-Brave, the Avignon-Centre rail station, and Mollans-sur-Ouvze.[9] The director of photography was Laurent Desmet, who had already worked with Mouret since 2006 on Un baiser s'il vous plat, Fais-moi plaisir!, L'Art d'aimer, Une autre vie and Mademoiselle de Joncquires.
The film was released in France on September 16, 2020 in 294 theaters, with 11,144 admissions on its first day.[10] The first weekend saw 55,695 admissions.[11] After a week, the film had accumulated 77,092 admissions. Despite 66 additional screens, the second weekend was marked by a 24.5% drop in admissions with 58,182 additional spectators.[12] In January 2021, 279,094 admissions were recorded.[13]
The final credits list a wide range of music used as punctuation between the episodes in the film, by, among others Chopin, Mozart, Satie, Debussy, Haydn, Khactaturian, Granados, Offenbach and Tchaikovsky both in the form of piano pieces and arranged for orchestra.[14]
A real relationship cannot compete with an affair. The novelty, forbidden, and surrealistic nature of an affair relationship beats a real relationship any day with its sobering demands. Within its pursuit lies everything it means to be human.
Affair love is an illusion, based on a lie, fueled by fantasy, protected by self-justification, insecurity and ego. It NEVER delivers on any expectations. Is it any wonder why real relationships, based on an affair, fail at a rate twice that of divorce?
It takes time. A new hobby. A re-categorizing of what is true and what you told yourself was true. In some ways, the rebuilding is very much like starting over after a fire. Cleanup first. Then redesign. Then gathering tools. Then rebuilding.
This is a very thought provoking post and it forces those involved in affairs to really assess how they feel about the person they are cheating with. It also forces them really assess how their affair partner feels about them as well. This is a great post!
The next time I saw him, he gave me a Slinky. Because this was my favorite toy, the dude and I fell in love. No words were spoken. We just knew. Soon he began to share his world with me: his friends, his family, his German shepherd Sam.
From there, our courtship went into super bloom, as we hit every museum, club, concert and pizza place in the Southland. And on summer nights, we camped at Point Dume, where I experienced my first algae bloom, a thing that sometimes happens when placid water is gently disturbed, creating sparkly green particles.
A month later we moved in together. Our new home was an Art Deco flat in East Hollywood, drenched in colored lights and paper lanterns. We cooked Bolognese sauce there and wrote songs. We were hip and cool and inseparable, and we explored every corner of old Hollywood, from Musso & Frank to Yamashiro.
Mouret choreographs this like a dance, set to classical music by Mozart or Chopin: men and women approaching each other, then drawing apart, sometimes disappearing off-screen and re-emerging, with the camera at eye level keeping pace.
Near the centre of the labyrinth are two cousins, contrasts in some ways but both a little too sensitive for their own good. Maxime (Niels Schneider) is the classic romantic young man, a would-be novelist with puppy-dog eyes and hair that always looks as if someone has been ruffling it affectionately. Francois (Vincent Macaigne) is his comic counterpoint: older, scruffier and all but resigned to getting his heart broken.
On the contrary, the trick of Love Affair(s) is that everything is idyllic except for the affairs themselves. Things never quite work: connections prove to be fleeting, or occur too late, or the reality fails to live up to the dream.
A kiss is just a kiss, it says in the song. But this is rarely the case in the movies, where a kiss is so often the turning point of an entire story. What\\u2019s vital to cinema isn\\u2019t so much the kiss itself, but the build-up to that moment when everything changes \\u2013 or when the opportunity slides, and we\\u2019re left to wonder what might have been.
A good portion of Emmanuel Mouret\\u2019s Love Affair(s) is made up of passages like this: one character searching for a reflection of their desire in the eyes of another, and then for the courage to take the plunge.
There are many love affairs in Love Affair(s), an awkward title that replaces the still more awkward French original, which translates literally as The Things We Say, The Things We Do. Mouret\\u2019s screenplay is ingeniously constructed, in the manner of the Arabian Nights: one story leading to another, until we return to where we began by an unexpected route.
We start out in the idyllic French countryside, where the newly heartbroken Maxime encounters Francois\\u2019 pregnant girlfriend Daphne (Camelia Jordana). Daphne loves hearing stories, especially the indiscreet kind, so Maxime unfolds his tale of woe, starting with his break-up with the no-nonsense Victoire (Julia Piaton) and moving onto his affair with his housemate Sandra (Jenna Thiam).
All of this is accompanied by a flow of semi-intellectual talk: the characters spin their theories about the nature of love, which may or may not be borne out by events. Daphne\\u2019s relationship with Francois, we learn, was preceded by a crush on her boss, a documentary filmmaker (Louis-Do de Lencquesaing) who just happens to be working on a project concerned with the \\u201Cmimetic\\u201D nature of desire.
This is the sort of thing thought of as \\u201Cvery French\\u201D \\u2013 almost too French to be authentically French at all. Mouret, who has been making films along these lines for a couple of decades, is a paradoxical figure: a crowd pleaser and an acquired taste, a slick mainstream operator who can seem nearly as alienated from the 21st century as latter-day Woody Allen.
Computers and mobile phones make token appearances in Love Affair(s), but the characters seem to be living in a sort of eternal 18th century; even their casual but not too casual clothes \\u2013 lots of sweaters and cardigans \\u2013 are little different from the sort worn in comparable French movies 40 years ago.
In other ways, too, Mouret is a wilfully old-fashioned filmmaker. As far as we can judge, his lovers are uniformly heterosexual. They also skew white, pleasant-looking and on the younger side of middle-age \\u2013 and while they nominally have jobs, earning a living rarely appears to be a significant concern.
But none of this particularly matters, if we can accept Mouret\\u2019s approach is a little abstract \\u2013 not abstract like philosophy, more abstract like a musical. Nor does this mean the performances are simply caricatures, or we\\u2019re completely detached from the characters\\u2019 pain.
This blending of lightness and sorrow is the whole point of the movie and Mouret manages the trick with professional grace. Certainly, it isn\\u2019t only French filmmakers who can do this \\u2013 but the long tradition behind him helps him manage it better than most.
As for Dana and me, we began Surprise Date Challenge as a personal quest to create an amazing relationship from the pretty darn hot love affair that we experienced at the beginning. We knew that bringing mystery, surprise and adventure to our relationship on a monthly basis and not just every now and then would be the catalyst for success. 3+ years later, our relationship is stronger today than when we met and confidentially speaking, the passion and fire today blazes hotter as we explore greater depths of intimacy through vulnerability.
In this affair type, the unfaithful spouse has an intense attraction to the other person. The unfaithful spouse believes they've fallen in love, and feels powerless over these powerful emotions. These overwhelming emotions are an indication of what is called limerence. It is not uncommon for the betrayer to feel guilty over what they are doing, but they justify their behavior by telling themselves that they love their mate but are no longer in love with their mate. They often tell themselves they mistakenly married the wrong person and have discovered their one true soul mate. They might think, "If it feels so right, how can it be wrong?" These relationships may spring from existing friendships that transform into an obsession as emotional intimacy grows over time. They may also spawn from the spontaneous attraction that is referred to as love at first sight.
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