The duality of desire. How corporeal impulse alone can tether itself to pure objectification and thus, power when viewed within the confines of the patriarchal social order. I just forgot how diabolically delightful Bitter Moon is, a playful sardonic interpretation of relationships in which any form of symbiosis feels like a perverse fantasy. The razor-thin edge between love and hate is expressed via this let's just say tumultuous relationship, and yet somehow, SOMEHOW the denouement remains affecting as if these characters despite their flaws are merely victims of their unadulterated desires, desires which on some level are intrinsically possessive. I personally like to see it as a veiled, provocative critique of monogamy in which Coyote gives one of the truly great performances of the 90s.
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