The End of the Affair

1999 "The end was just the beginning."
7| 1h42m| R| en
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On a rainy London night in 1946, novelist Maurice Bendrix has a chance meeting with Henry Miles, husband of his ex-mistress Sarah, who abruptly ended their affair two years before. Bendrix's obsession with Sarah is rekindled; he succumbs to his own jealousy and arranges to have her followed.

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Cubussoli Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!
Intcatinfo A Masterpiece!
Ariella Broughton It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.
Mathilde the Guild Although I seem to have had higher expectations than I thought, the movie is super entertaining.
tiercel1 "I'm bored with my husband." "I'm bored with my life." "Let's have sex like teenagers." "Sweet."Welcome to "true love," _End of the Affair_ style. No indication of how the lead characters came to actually "love" each other, or what that "love" consisted of besides sex or creepy obsessive jealousy.The "twist" when it comes is underwhelming, to say the least, and involves retreading material that was dull the first time, and depends on the trite inability of the estranged hormone-weasels to actually TALK to each other. That's true love right there, folks.But hey, being a creepy obsessive stalker pays off, which is {sarcasm}an awesome moral to impart{/sarcasm}. Or rather, it would pay off for more than a brief interlude if it weren't for the glaringly obvious Chekov's gun being fired. The predictable denouement that follows rambles rather interminably, right to a saccharine beatification and cheap attempt at a metaphysical love/hate relationship with God. Meaningful, see?This movie wants to be a self-indulgent tragedy, but it's just tragic.
Raul Faust Well, I just turned off the DVD player and gave up on watching this flick. I saw it for approximately 60 minutes and asked myself what was going on. People will think I'm kinda dumb, but I sincerely didn't understand what was director's point in intercalating past scenes with current ones. Sometimes the story was sooo slow and uninteresting that I was asking myself if the scene was old or current, since director didn't mind doing that all the time. The only things I could appreciate were the good acting and the beautiful photography direction, which delivered some beautiful scenes and dialogs. However, it feels too Shakespearian and too abstruse to make the spectator care about what's happening. Maybe some little less conversation and much more action-- even in a drama film-- would make it far more interesting than that. I still have hope I'll enjoy other Neil Jordan movies anyways.
Bene Cumb Well, the events are credible and romance visible, but the background is too gloomy and tragic even for Neil Jordan. Everything is complex, sophisticated and the only one finally happy is the boy, a supporting character. Ralph Fiennes as Maurice Bendrix and Julianne Moore as Sarah Miles are great, of course; unfortunately, Stephen Rea (as Henry Miles) is too briefly on screen - he is a great actor and Jordan has used him repeatedly. The book behind (a 1951 novel by Graham Greene) is strong, providing the movie an additional value, a tight backbone; the scenes are tight and do not become blurred. However, the movie is not for everyone, not necessarily for lovers or husbands to enjoy. Due to the above-mentioned gloominess and pain.
T Y It's odd as a viewer to be in the position to say that there is nothing technically wrong with a production (This isn't your usual "bad movie"...) but that there is still something deeply wrong with it (...it might as well be). The central plot is about a man who is supposedly bananas for his married mistress, but the screen is filled with bloodless Brits who can't drum up an ounce of energy. Everything is vague and suffocating in disinterest, except the physical details. Keep in mind, Orwell's '1984' was written around the period of Graham Greene's original novel. The numb, post-torture couple in 1984 who confide without emotion, "I betrayed you," and "I betrayed you too" are perfectly matched here by Fiennes who declares mechanically over lunch, "I'm in love with you," which is met with Moore's indifferent "Me too." I watched this movie wondering, "THIS is the world that needed to be protected from political dehumanization? ..the job's already done." Strangely, the movie shows no such reticence in the 4 sex scenes. Beyond that, I really cannot relate to characters who think a dissolved boundary with their soul-mate is the apogee of being alive. I find such characters risible in An Affair to Remember, Damage and Brief Encounter too. How awful are you if you need to flee yourself to some over-esteemed other? There's just no thought in it, and no thought to be had in observing this kind of obsessive relationship.Fiennes especially is at fault for not creating a character of any interest or complexity. Critic Mick La Salle had it right when he said, the movie was "...guaranteed to be mistaken for a first-rate picture."