"De onfatsoenlijke vrouw" is an early nineties Dutch movie with a title that translates to "The Indecent Woman".
The movie is about a middle-aged violinist who has an affair.
The lead is surprisingly homely. She's passably attractive, I guess, but this is surely no Cinemax or "Red Shoe Diary" wannabe. The guy she has an affair with isn't all that much to look at either. If they went for acting chops over looks, or realism over fantasy, I guess you have to credit them for that. But surely there are hotter Dutch actresses who can also act?
For once, the husband in this story isn't neglectful. He's even better looking than the guy she cheats on him with. Her problem is that he is too "reassuring". "I don't want to be reassured", she says. "I want to be afraid."
Um, right. Said no one ever?
For some one so keen on excitement, her affair doesn't seem to provide that much - certainly none for us, the viewers. It gets pretty tedious.
The lead's infidelities make her lose control and she slaps her daughter. Not a whole lot else happens before or after that, other than a few sex scenes, but the act of child abuse happens over an hour into the movie. This is one of those godawful movies that only has plot enough for half an hour, but which goes for an hour and a half. There's something really unpleasant about watching nothing on screen. People doing things, or saying things, none of it amounting to anything, making you feel anything, or making you think anything. It becomes an exercise in nothingness.
The movie is about a middle-aged violinist who has an affair.
The lead is surprisingly homely. She's passably attractive, I guess, but this is surely no Cinemax or "Red Shoe Diary" wannabe. The guy she has an affair with isn't all that much to look at either. If they went for acting chops over looks, or realism over fantasy, I guess you have to credit them for that. But surely there are hotter Dutch actresses who can also act?
For once, the husband in this story isn't neglectful. He's even better looking than the guy she cheats on him with. Her problem is that he is too "reassuring". "I don't want to be reassured", she says. "I want to be afraid."
Um, right. Said no one ever?
For some one so keen on excitement, her affair doesn't seem to provide that much - certainly none for us, the viewers. It gets pretty tedious.
The lead's infidelities make her lose control and she slaps her daughter. Not a whole lot else happens before or after that, other than a few sex scenes, but the act of child abuse happens over an hour into the movie. This is one of those godawful movies that only has plot enough for half an hour, but which goes for an hour and a half. There's something really unpleasant about watching nothing on screen. People doing things, or saying things, none of it amounting to anything, making you feel anything, or making you think anything. It becomes an exercise in nothingness.