I like the idea of \u200b\u200bthis love, this passion that dates back to childhood, I like the strength of this attraction - sexual, platonic ideal - that since childhood haunted Antoine. The hairdresser, wet dream of a child already grown, the dream perpetuated until middle age, cultivated and nurtured. Antoine after about 40 years is still there, now there's a new hairdresser, but he is already in love, caught, charmed and lost as it is, in the past memories. Even then he decided that he would have married one, at that time had already decided that his heart would belong to one of them.
Leconte's film is sensual, often extreme, but most of all it is passionate, unbridled passion, ancient yet strong, steady, unalterable. Thus Leconte would love, not a hesitation on it, no doubt, no fading, no loss of passion, no death of sexual desire and emotional level. Antoine was able to live up to that covenant of blood for years and years, has managed to remain so attached, affectionate, faithful to the romantic reminiscence, which caused a scandal and disgust as to a man, a customer of the store, to forget overnight, the simple lines of a poem. So while Antoine memories, desires, binds, is bound, always belongs to / and hairdresser and, man forgets, dampens the desire (sexual and emotional), it weakens the passion, zeal betrays. Everything is dying around here except for one thing: passion for the hairdresser Antoine.
In its simplicity of themes, places, ideas and goals - because after the hairdresser's husband is a sober film, essential - Leconte manages to thrill because it's live / relive in us zeal never lost Antoine. They come down And so the memories of his childhood, not even a teenager, the first crush, convinced that it would never end ... yes, never finished because the intensity of that enthusiasm was overwhelming, a whirlwind that swept away everything, nothing would have stopped or wasted. What beautiful memories ...
Where is the loyalty, where loyalty in the world throwaway?
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