Man & a Woman

Monsieur Lelouch's cinematic narrative technique is poignant in his artful use of black-and-white scenes to display the bare-naked truth of humanity and, especially, his use of vividly colorful scenes to capture haunting memories. How affecting are these sunlight-filled and music-laden memories, from the man's and the woman's quotidian moments with their now-dead loves-of-a-lifetime, as well as recollections of those spouses' demise to the couple's idyllic moments with their children in the resort town of Deauville. You might recall the "family's" day trip on "the boat" and the stroll along the shore. The film's contrasts are lovely, including: b&w vs. color; innocence (the pair's children) vs. experience (the pair themselves), etc. The most obvious counterpoint is male and female: Man vs. Woman; Boy vs. Girl {i.e., Antoine vs. Francoise). I also love the pair's stark reserve (think of the lack of emotion after they finish making love at the Normandy Hotel) vs. their effusive emotion (think about the uncontrolled happiness when Trintignant's Man drives many miles from the Montecarlo race, after unexpectedly winning and receiving a telegram from Aimee's Woman ending with, "I love you," to find his femme. When he does find her, with the help of the children's boarding-school teacher, she is playing with les enfants on the beach. He steps out of his winning racecar, not caring how dirty it is after driving north from the South of France, and flashes his headlights. How beautiful it is when all four of them begin smiling, laughing and spinning around in absolute wonder and happiness -- all to the dream-scat score from Francis Lai's vibrant imagination. When I am feeling happy, my mind turns to that "dubba-dubba-da" theme. Does yours, too?

The images, the language (ah-h-h, le francais!), the romance the music and the fashions, plus the many messages, both subtle and concrete, of the importance of truth and frankness in the existence of love, the wholeness of Beingness and the desire to live in the present (and love the one you're with) -- all of this makes "Un Homme et Une Femme" a film that I and many others will cherish forever.

The plot-if it could even be called that-is simple. A man and a woman meet at their children's boarding school. The man drives the woman back to Paris...and then back and forth to the school again the next Sunday. During these drives, they disclose their tragic, painful pasts: both have recently been widowed. Eventually they become closer and closer until they can almost read each other thoughts. The movie is about many small moments-flashbacks to their respective marriages, their glamourous jobs (she's a movie editor, he's a race car driver), their interactions with their children. The movie jumps from black and white to color, from present to past, from silence to that theme music.
Yes there are some schmaltzy moments...lots of running on the beach with the theme music under it. Still it is beautiful to look at, beautifully acted...and just so romantic!