Well, maybe, sorta, according to this highly romantic film.
It couldn't be more unusual for a movie to plumb the erotic potential of aging adults, but this movie pulls it off well. It's a revelation to observe two lonely souls, both married to others, experience a passion that is close to unbearable.
Libby (Ingrid Bergman) is pretty much ignored by her pedantic husband, and Will's (Anthony Quinn) wife has abandoned sex for religious zeal. For the first time in awhile, a man views Libby as desirable and tells her, and, at least at first, she brushes it off ("I'm a grandmother"). Tension builds to one of the greatest kisses ever on film, and, "Now that I know, there ain't no limit to my waiting," Will tells Libby. You go, guy!
For awhile, I thought that "A Walk" might topple "Wings of Desire" from its position, in my view, as the most romantic film ever. However, I think it falters a little after its shocking punch scene. Still, this is one incredibly strong piece of movie-making.
I'd like to remember the words of its theme song: "When someone looked at me, and saw what no one else could see...How good it was to hear a gentle word again."
And I'd certainly like to visit Tennessee -- its down-home country fairs and the old-school nightlife of Gatlinburg.
If you are over 50, please see this film and share your thoughts!
It couldn't be more unusual for a movie to plumb the erotic potential of aging adults, but this movie pulls it off well. It's a revelation to observe two lonely souls, both married to others, experience a passion that is close to unbearable.
Libby (Ingrid Bergman) is pretty much ignored by her pedantic husband, and Will's (Anthony Quinn) wife has abandoned sex for religious zeal. For the first time in awhile, a man views Libby as desirable and tells her, and, at least at first, she brushes it off ("I'm a grandmother"). Tension builds to one of the greatest kisses ever on film, and, "Now that I know, there ain't no limit to my waiting," Will tells Libby. You go, guy!
For awhile, I thought that "A Walk" might topple "Wings of Desire" from its position, in my view, as the most romantic film ever. However, I think it falters a little after its shocking punch scene. Still, this is one incredibly strong piece of movie-making.
I'd like to remember the words of its theme song: "When someone looked at me, and saw what no one else could see...How good it was to hear a gentle word again."
And I'd certainly like to visit Tennessee -- its down-home country fairs and the old-school nightlife of Gatlinburg.
If you are over 50, please see this film and share your thoughts!