La Ronde
Directed by Max Ophuls, with Simone Signoret and Simone Simon, among others. Anton Walbrook plays the narrator, who in a direct address to the audience identifies himself as one ‘who knows all that you can’t know’. He leads us to a merry-go-round, or ronde, which works as a kind of focalizing metaphor for the circulating nature of erotic entanglements. After introducing us to the story of a soldier and a prostitute he continues to appear in almost every sketch, occasionally offering pithy commentary or doing something to move the plot along. The film rolls from one love story to another, with little distinction made between young love and adultery, or really even happiness or sadness. There is, in fact, a bittersweet sense to every story, suggesting that in matters of the heart all our choices are follies not to be taken too seriously.
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Here's a great review from 'writer's reign' at the IMDb site. First sentence is a whopper:
I've just read all the previous comments on this and I'm surprised that none of them apparently grasped that the main thrust of the plot was the passing of venereal disease from one character to another. It's not just coincidence that the first coupling is between a prostitute and a soldier - prostitutes traditionally work near army barracks and are, or arguably were in 1900, more likely to be carriers of venereal disease than most other women simply because by definition they had sex with more men than the average woman, married or single, in 1900. The vastly overrated semi-Amateur film maker Jean-Luc Godard dismissed both the film and one of France's leading actors (Gerard Philippe) with the words 'France's worst actor in France's worst film, which in itself should be sufficient to send all intelligent people flocking to see La Ronde.
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