As photographed by the great Vittorio Storaro, Bernardo Bertolucci's
"The Sheltering Sky" is one of the most visually beautiful films ever
made, almost every frame a painting in light. It is based on the novel
by Paul Bowles about an American couple travelling in North Africa and
trying to rekindle any passion that might have been in their marriage.
Unfortunately, that flame seems to have been extinguished a long time
ago. They are brilliantly played by Debra Winger and John
Malkovitch,
both at their very best. They have in tow a handsome young American,
(Campbell Scott, excellent) and on their travels they meet an eccentric
British couple, (Jill Bennett and Timothy Spall), and then there is the
handsome young Arab, (Eric Vu-An), that Winger succumbs to. Bowles
himself pops up now and then to comment on the action
.
It is a slow and cerebral film. Neither Winger nor Malkovitch say very
much but convey their feelings in the way they interact with each other.
Of course, for a great deal of the time it is impossible to tell if
they really love each other or if they simply need each other or if they
need each other at all and again, thanks to Storaro, it has all the
beauty of a travelogue even if the vast alien landscapes and the
appalling conditions in which they find themselves are more likely to
put you off visiting North Africa. It is also one of Bertolucci's most
underrated films, an intimate epic on the transience of human
relationships and the need to go looking for ourselves in the most
unlikeliest of places.
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