A female writer, with the look and (imagined) demeanor of Virginia Woolf, heads off to a resort hotel somewhere in the Swiss alps, for an unspecified reason. She meets the other hotel inhabitants, all women, except for a man, who eventually takes notice of her.
I liked it. I'm so very lucky to happen upon this film. I read the book it is based on, written by Anita Brookner. It added more to my understanding, of what the novels was getting at, as well as addressing the quirks and tics of the individuals involved. When I first read the book, I couldn't understand the protagonist's ultimate choice. I mean I would take it. Her admirer was open to what he wanted from her, and the rules of the game, etc. I'm probably still missing something here.
My favorite scene, if I'm not mistaken, wasn't in the book. During the birthday celebration of Mrs. Pusey (what a name), Mrs. Pusey brings up the conversation about rearing children. Monica, the anorexic hotel inhabitant, seriously ask her a question, because she too is having a hard time conceiving, when Mrs. Pusey, the self-absobed madame, cuts her off swiftly and without any consideration whatsoever.
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