Film

Intimacy

Name: Intimacy
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fantasy
Released: 2001
Cast: Mark Rylance, Kerry Fox, Susannah Harker, Alastair Galbraith, Philippe Calvario

Intimacy is a provocative British drama about two strangers who meet weekly for sex, no names exchanged, no questions asked. When curiosity wins and Jay breaks the pact to follow Claire, tenderness and consequence arrive together. Explicit and unsentimental, it's a film about what we want versus what we're willing to pay for it.

TMDb rating

3.1

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you want a patient, unflinching study of desire and emptiness, where the bare sex matters less than the silences between two people who have stopped talking honestly.

Skip it if you need the sex to be titillating or the plot to move briskly; much of this is raw, explicit and deliberately slow, and the talk can feel evasive.

What it asks of you: It asks for full attention across two hours of long, bare scenes that circle the same wounds, with little reassurance and a mood that stays heavy rather than lifting.

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Last Tango in Paris1972

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A Ghost Story2017

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In the Mood for Love2000

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Contempt1963

Godard watches a marriage corrode in real time. A producer, his wife, a director. Conversation, silence, the villa, the sea. Brigitte Bardot in close-up, unhappy. Philosophical and devastatingly human.

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Possession1981

Andrzej Żuławski's fever dream of a marriage collapsing into literal monstrosity and obsession. Grotesque, theatrical, unhinged—a couple tearing each other apart with the intensity of people who cannot let go.

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Duras adapts her own novel about a young French girl and an older Chinese man in colonial Indochina. Forbidden, explicit, tender. A film about the gap between propriety and desire, gorgeously filmed.

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