

Soon enough, the patient-and-doctor relationship turns into something more romantic… and erotic. Sabina, being very intelligent ever since, eventually becomes a psychiatrist herself.

Sigmund Freud's talking therapy with his patients. Carl Jung takes care of her, until she recovers.

Her psychological issues are caused by painful childhood experiences, including the ones brought about by her cruel father. Sabina Spielrein is a patient who suffers from hysteria. Oscar makes the storytelling more exciting for Nigel by giving him a number of tours into his cabin.Ĭast: Michael Fassbender, Keira Knightley, Viggo Mortensen While on the cruise, writer Oscar tells Nigel every detail of the sexual relationship he had with a woman he met on a bus in Paris. Moments after, Nigel meets the French woman’s American husband Oscar, who narrates him their tale. During the cruise, the couple meet an attractive French woman whom Nigel sees dancing alone in the vessel’s bar. Will she stay faithful to her husband and to the marriage that ties them?Ĭast: Hugh Grant, Kristin Scott Thomas, Emmanuelle Seignerīased on a sexy romance novel by Pascal Bruckner, the movie revolves around British couple Fiona and Nigel Dobson who are on a voyage to Istanbul. She does just that by working in a brothel and simultaneously being an afternoon to night prostitute. To fulfill her carnal desires, Severine gets herself involved in vivid, kinky and sensual fantasies instead. There’s only one problem, though, she cannot take herself to be sexually intimate with her hubby. That makes it noteworthy in industry terms more than can be said of it artistically.A gorgeous young housewife named Severine has an almost perfect husband: he’s a doctor, he’s rich, and he loves her so much as much as she does. As for arguments about the feminism and/or misogyny of the narrative, it’s worth noting that, like the first Twilight film, this remains an all-too-rare example of a blockbuster movie whose three key creatives (author, screenwriter, director) are women. While the novel’s “inner goddess” guff is gone, Christian’s toe-curling character exposition (crack-addict mothers, Mrs Robinson molesters, “so sad” piano recitals, etc) smarts more than his leather belt ever could. Meanwhile, the consumer-porn accoutrements (private helicopters, fast cars, gliders) remind us that this “fantasy” has more to do with princess-in-the-tower fairytale than sexual role play, a factor emphasised by the screenwriter, Saving Mr Banks’s Kelly Marcel.

Despite citing Bertolucci’s Last Tango in Paris as a tonal touchstone, and nodding cheekily to American Gigolo/ Psycho, the result smacks more of Adrian Lyne’s blandly naff 9½ Weeks, the S&M frankness of Barbet Schroeder’s Maîtresse usurped by the archaic softcore of Just Jaeckin’s The Story of O.
