We will see her again.




And you masochists out there who have consciously chosen to sit through a Catherine Breillat movie earned some small compensation for the pain you endured if you happened to choose Anatomie de l'Enfer (Anatomy of Hell). Hell, in this case, is having to sit through the endless existential rhetoric that is the hallmark of anguished French film-making. At least Breillat has the good sense to occasionally depict some explicit sex.
