When an African dictator jails her husband, Shandurai goes into exile in Italy, studying medicine and keeping house for Mr. Kinsky, an eccentric English pianist and composer. She lives in one room of his Roman palazzo. He besieges her with flowers, gifts, and music, declaring passionately that he loves her, would go to Africa with her, would do anything for her. "What do you know of Africa?," she asks, then, in anguish, shouts, "Get my husband out of jail!" The rest of the film plays out the implications of this scene and leaves Shandurai with a choice.
A film that combines a stunning sensuality with a rigorous economy.
– Kevin Thomas,
Los Angeles Times,
14 Feb 2001
rotten:
Bertolucci and co-writer Clare Peploe seem intent on deconstructing the story's interesting elements at every turn, substituting woolliness for clarity, atmospherics for real emotion and an often condescending, armchair-liberal naivete for real political
– Derek Elley,
Variety,
7 Dec 2007
fresh:
This is a deeply engrossing, often exquisite film by someone who knows visuals. It's sensory, sensual, handmade.
– Jeff Millar,
Houston Chronicle,
21 Jul 2005
fresh:
What an unexpected gift.
– Rick Groen,
Globe and Mail,
19 Mar 2002
rotten:
Given Bertolucci's impish leanings, the self-referential sequences may merely be gags. If so, they're among a half-dozen others that backfire.