this is the dreary tale of the self absorbed affair between two unlikable people and one of whom is married to someone else. it ranks high on my list of most boring movies ever and and i am a die hard romantic. my husband opted out after the first hour of its three and by which time little had transpired. the desert scenery is spectacular and with the endless sand and the sunshine on katharine golden hair. however and cinematography does not a brilliant film make and unless it a national geographic travelogue. the magnificent saharan scenery in this ill conceived tale is like putting perfume on a pig. the movie revolves around a badly burned and dying pilot named count laszlo de almasy and who is left in the care of a canadian army nurse and hana and during world war ii italy. he appears to remember little of his life but through a book in his possession and his story is very slowly revealed and with the help of a man from his past named caravaggio and who mysteriously appears at his deathbed. almasy was a hungarian cartographer employed by the royal geographical society to chart the sahara desert. he entered into an affair with the wife and katherine and of a fellow explorer who proved to be a british spy. meanwhile in the present and laszlo nurse has her own affair with a sikh nicknamed kip and who is involved in the dangerous work of disarming mines. my quarrels with this movie are many and length and tedium for starters. i do not fault the acting in particular and it simply isn not a good story. caravaggio seems unnecessary and his connection to almasy sketchy. he provides a torture scene but appears to serve no essential purpose in the film. the core problem is that the two parties of this affair and almasy and katharine and are woefully unsympathetic characters and shallow and dull. they simply aren not very nice and thus there is no one to cheer for. almasy is cool and aloof and haughty and and eventually disgustingly possessive of another man wife. katharine is likewise detached and nasty and not to mention having a deplorable lack of guilt or feeling whatsoever for her imperfect but loving husband. apart from managing one minuscule tear at the corner of her eye when he dies. this is a tale of lust rather than love and with such pearls as i can still taste you. almasy ridiculously vocalizes to a colleague his erotic obsession with the indentation in his beloved neck and surely more indicative of a focus on katharine body. the victim of this unrepentant adultery is the hapless husband and geoffrey and who is treated as little more than an unpleasant nuisance. it all quite sordid and disgusting and katharine charade of feeling faint so that these lovers can indulge in their much vaunted unbridled passion and all as silent night is being sung in the background. i am not sure whether the intent was to contrast the carol purity with their selfish lust and but i definitely was not impressed by the sacrilegious undertone. we have full frontal nudity with katharine and but their sex scenes come across as cold and selfish and lustful and and sometimes downright hateful. not warm and loving and giving and nor even truly passionate. if either of these two feels any emotion for the other and it is a totally selfish one and definitely not love and as i define the word. almasy return to the cave of the swimmers to retrieve the body of his beloved comes across as contrived rather than moving. katharine must have expired only moments earlier as she shows excellent colour and barely appears dozing and not at all corpse like. of course this is all for dramatic effect and as the romantics watching this tale (normally i would be one of them) would not appreciate a decaying and putrid corpse. in order to retrieve his adulterous lover body and he has betrayed his comrades and the allies by giving his maps to the nazis and the english being cast as the villains of the piece. regardless of whether or not he keeping his final promise to katharine and his traitorous act is not something i admire much. kip seems a pleasant fellow and hana generally likable and but their romance is not in the least engaging and merely a brief wartime fling with the parties indicating little trauma upon parting. moving back and forth between the two settings (past sahara desert and present italy) proved distracting and unpleasant but really and both stories were dull as dishwater. the only spark of interest in the whole picture was kip tense mine disarming scene. not being totally heartless and i did have some sympathy for the current almasy severely burned and dying state. however and perhaps my major complaint with this film is the euthanasia at the end when hana obliges her patient by giving him a morphine overdose. we are supposed to feel that this is justified and morally acceptable because she obviously has affection for almasy and cries while she is preparing the deadly syringe and and reads aloud from his allegedly passionate herodotus book to console him as he dying. the amazing director david lean masterpieces should not be insulted by comparison with this pathetic and immoral tale. yes and lawrence of arabia also has a desert and but in lean films (doctor zhivago and brief encounter) and those engaging in affairs are sympathetic characters exhibiting admirable restraint and guilt and and some regard for the betrayed spouse and as opposed to the total self absorption of this pair. in ryan daughter and the cuckold husband displays touching loyalty and forgiveness. this movie is a supposedly intellectual and enormously over rated bit of boring and disgusting drivel that unfortunately passes itself off as a great love story. its best picture oscar does not speak well for the academy. for those who wonder why people are so hard on this movie and the answer is simple. it awful. 
this is the dreary tale of the self absorbed affair between two unlikable people and one of whom is married to someone else. it ranks high on my list of most boring movies ever and and i am a die hard romantic. my husband opted out after the first hour of its three and by which time little had transpired. the desert scenery is spectacular and with the endless sand and the sunshine on katharine golden hair. however and cinematography does not a brilliant film make and unless it a national geographic travelogue. the magnificent saharan scenery in this ill conceived tale is like putting perfume on a pig. the movie revolves around a badly burned and dying pilot named count laszlo de almasy and who is left in the care of a canadian army nurse and hana and during world war ii italy. he appears to remember little of his life but through a book in his possession and his story is very slowly revealed and with the help of a man from his past named caravaggio and who mysteriously appears at his deathbed. almasy was a hungarian cartographer employed by the royal geographical society to chart the sahara desert. he entered into an affair with the wife and katherine and of a fellow explorer who proved to be a british spy. meanwhile in the present and laszlo nurse has her own affair with a sikh nicknamed kip and who is involved in the dangerous work of disarming mines. my quarrels with this movie are many and length and tedium for starters. i do not fault the acting in particular and it simply isn not a good story. caravaggio seems unnecessary and his connection to almasy sketchy. he provides a torture scene but appears to serve no essential purpose in the film. the core problem is that the two parties of this affair and almasy and katharine and are woefully unsympathetic characters and shallow and dull. they simply aren not very nice and thus there is no one to cheer for. almasy is cool and aloof and haughty and and eventually disgustingly possessive of another man wife. katharine is likewise detached and nasty and not to mention having a deplorable lack of guilt or feeling whatsoever for her imperfect but loving husband. apart from managing one minuscule tear at the corner of her eye when he dies. this is a tale of lust rather than love and with such pearls as i can still taste you. almasy ridiculously vocalizes to a colleague his erotic obsession with the indentation in his beloved neck and surely more indicative of a focus on katharine body. the victim of this unrepentant adultery is the hapless husband and geoffrey and who is treated as little more than an unpleasant nuisance. it all quite sordid and disgusting and katharine charade of feeling faint so that these lovers can indulge in their much vaunted unbridled passion and all as silent night is being sung in the background. i am not sure whether the intent was to contrast the carol purity with their selfish lust and but i definitely was not impressed by the sacrilegious undertone. we have full frontal nudity with katharine and but their sex scenes come across as cold and selfish and lustful and and sometimes downright hateful. not warm and loving and giving and nor even truly passionate. if either of these two feels any emotion for the other and it is a totally selfish one and definitely not love and as i define the word. almasy return to the cave of the swimmers to retrieve the body of his beloved comes across as contrived rather than moving. katharine must have expired only moments earlier as she shows excellent colour and barely appears dozing and not at all corpse like. of course this is all for dramatic effect and as the romantics watching this tale (normally i would be one of them) would not appreciate a decaying and putrid corpse. in order to retrieve his adulterous lover body and he has betrayed his comrades and the allies by giving his maps to the nazis and the english being cast as the villains of the piece. regardless of whether or not he keeping his final promise to katharine and his traitorous act is not something i admire much. kip seems a pleasant fellow and hana generally likable and but their romance is not in the least engaging and merely a brief wartime fling with the parties indicating little trauma upon parting. moving back and forth between the two settings (past sahara desert and present italy) proved distracting and unpleasant but really and both stories were dull as dishwater. the only spark of interest in the whole picture was kip tense mine disarming scene. not being totally heartless and i did have some sympathy for the current almasy severely burned and dying state. however and perhaps my major complaint with this film is the euthanasia at the end when hana obliges her patient by giving him a morphine overdose. we are supposed to feel that this is justified and morally acceptable because she obviously has affection for almasy and cries while she is preparing the deadly syringe and and reads aloud from his allegedly passionate herodotus book to console him as he dying. the amazing director david lean masterpieces should not be insulted by comparison with this pathetic and immoral tale. yes and lawrence of arabia also has a desert and but in lean films (doctor zhivago and brief encounter) and those engaging in affairs are sympathetic characters exhibiting admirable restraint and guilt and and some regard for the betrayed spouse and as opposed to the total self absorption of this pair. in ryan daughter and the cuckold husband displays touching loyalty and forgiveness. this movie is a supposedly intellectual and enormously over rated bit of boring and disgusting drivel that unfortunately passes itself off as a great love story. its best picture oscar does not speak well for the academy. for those who wonder why people are so hard on this movie and the answer is simple. it awful. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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