No much reference I found about this film, based on a novel by Simone de Beauvoir, which guaranteed a story with an existentialist approach. I kept thinking all the time that this movie should have been made in black and white. I don't know why, but I associate existentialists, beatniks, Paris in the late 1940s and early 50's, Sartre, Camus, Beckett, Beauvoir and Juliette Gréco with B&W. Maybe it would have worked. As it is, "All Men Are Mortal" is a production with strident colors that do not correspond to its dark story of a young and beautiful theater diva in the verge of becoming an international star, who suddenly finds herself attracted to an enigmatic man. When he finally accepts her advances, he tells her he's immortal and proves it! That's an interesting premise for an existentialist fantasy, which probably Madame Beauvoir relished when the idea came to her mind and decided to write the novel. But Jong makes it all look and sound so inane, Rea is miscast, Jacob does not look as a new Garbo and on top of that the English dubbing is bad. But curiously, this is the kind of film that you watch until the end, because somewhere there is an interesting reflection on the impossibility of love.
Review of All Men Are Mortal
