Film

A Man in Love

Name: A Man in Love
Genre: Drama, Romance
Released: 1987
Cast: Peter Coyote, Greta Scacchi, Jamie Lee Curtis, Claudia Cardinale, Peter Riegert

A Man in Love is an elegant, melancholy romance between a famous American actor and an obscure British actress who collide on a Roman film set. It's a film about the collision between public persona and private need, shot with the lush visual confidence of 1980s European cinema. For anyone who believes adult romance can be as gripping as any thriller.

TMDb rating

2.3

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you want a grown-up romance that lingers on the messy, unglamorous middle of an affair, with long quiet scenes that let feelings surface slowly.

Skip it if you need brisk pacing or a clear romantic payoff, since at over two hours it moves at its own unhurried speed and often sits with discomfort rather than resolving it.

What it asks of you: Settle in for a little over two hours of patient, character-led drama, where much of the meaning lives in glances, pauses and what goes unsaid between scenes.

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