The film begins with a quote from the focus of the Summarize Proust contest, the late, great Marcel Proust himself, or “Good Time Markie” as I like to call him, so you know it’s going to be more fun than a barrel of monkeys.
Even from the simplist, the most realistic point of view, the countries which we long for occupy, at any given moment, a far larger place in our actual life than the country in which we happen to be.
The film’s official description:
An update of the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, between night train and seaside resort, in the form of a cinema poem in relief.
It may be pretentious bullshit, but the nudity is, as they said in the old movies, just swell. It’s not quite the full monty, but maybe about a 97.3% monty.
Defoe’s film clip is here
I watched a Godard movie on VHS in the 80s, the one with the nude girls in the exercise club, & went “I am a fan of foreign cinema”