The story of a married silkworm merchant-turned-smuggler in 19th century France traveling to Japan for his town's supply of silkworms after a disease wipes out their African supply. During his stay in Japan, he becomes obsessed with the concubine of a local baron.
The story follows a married couple, apart for a night while the husband takes a business trip with a colleague to whom he's attracted. While he's resisting temptation, his wife encounters her past love.
Sparks fly when spirited Elizabeth Bennet meets single, rich, and proud Mr. Darcy. But Mr. Darcy reluctantly finds himself falling in love with a woman beneath his class. Can each overcome their own pride and prejudice?
A meditation on love and its various incarnations, set within a community of friends in Oregon. and is described as an exploration of the magical, mysterious and sometimes painful incarnations of love.
A married silkworm smuggler, Herve Joncour, in 19th Century France who travels to Japan to collect his clandestine cargo. While there he spots a beautiful Japanese woman, the concubine of a local baron, with whom he becomes obsessed. Without speaking the same language, they communicate through letters until war intervenes. Their unrequited love persists however, and Herve's wife Helene begins to suspect. Written by
Steaming water. Strange trees. Laughing children. Her skin... those eyes. But why should I tell you about it? Why now? Maybe I just need to tell someone about it. And that someone is you.
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The lemming-like critics thumped this movie as hard as they could. In their reviews words like "limp," "vacuous," "boring," "underwhelming" are thrown around like children toss crayons.
Most of them should be immediately and summarily fired because they are hacks. Along with Once, this is one of the best films of the year.
My suspicions were affirmed today when I felt something was funny about the way all the critics panned Silk like it was an affront to good taste. What an appalling joke. Don't human beings think and feel and perceive like sensitive creatures anymore? Have we become so hard and trite and caught up in our routines that we no longer care about works of art? I'm ashamed to belong to a society that not only rejects but ignores great films and art.
A caveat: See this film alone or with a mature lover but make sure you see it in the theater. Do not attempt to see it with someone who lacks patience or some semblance of artistic vision. Anyone out there who even has a small inkling of the poet in them must see this film.
This movie is about the richness of our senses and perception. The opening scene features a naked woman in a hot spring surrounded by snow. The steam rises as we approach her and we can feel the warmth of the water, the coldness of the air; the exposed, vulnerable nature of our existence and our longing to connect and make contact with another human being, skin to skin.
Of course the film covers other areas but the opener is a nice start. This movie takes its time. When the tea is poured or the snow falls, that's our cue to settle in a little deeper, to feel.
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