A well crafted film, from a very accomplished director, but the story is quite depressing in the sense of there being no redemption, no light at the end of the tunnel. No-one likes over moralising propoganda - but this is at the other end of the scale. The father-wife, son-wife relationships have a similarity about them and whilst the acting is high quality, we are allowed only impressionistic insights into the minds of the main characters. It's a bit like watching a not-so-merry go round, with the men being selfish, randy, unfaithful, stereotypical frenchmen and the women beautiful and seemingly forgiving of their mens' transgressions. Of course this is reinterpreted by critics as Pialat's autobiographical essay into the male libido and how we hurt the ones we love the most and the unknowable source of evil.
Most of the women in the cast are jaw droppingly beautiful. As well as being beautiful, Monique Mélinand's death bed scenes are extremely visceral - all achieved by top-knotch acting, not special effects. She uses the occasion of her death-bed as an occasion to scold her husband's philandering and alcoholism, and some sense of his regret may be the chink of light in an otherwise dark story.
Some of the extras are good - a whole collection of tourism-type documentaries the director made in and about Turkey; and a very good early short, 'Nadine'. The interviews with the director and an actress fall a bit short but the one with Pialat's ex-wife and later professional collaborator, Micheline Pialat is excellent and gives some needed insight into the director's oevre, especially in this film. All told, well worth a watch and one which could inspire a look at his other, more well-know, work.