maybe it's just because the uncertainty of my current situation made me connect a bit too intensely to the existential themes but FUCK i loved this so much. i've loved antonioni on an aesthetic level before in the films from the early 60s i've seen but never connected as much on a gut level, but here the palette of drifting, uncertain people operating between a perceived liberation with little regard for the threats to that freedom and of the underlying…

i had a hard time concentrating on watching this because ~depression~ but the parts i saw were underwhelming. on one hand i thought rock hudson's curly hair was magnificent, on the other hand his character spanks and humiliates barbara rush in front of a bunch of people, he makes a comment about feeling like a father figure to her before it slips out that he doesn't want her to marry anyone but him, and she's like *swoon*. and like, i…