Adore

After a long day yesterday, E and I watched a movie on our new HD TV. Adore wasn't well received by critics, I learned this morning, but I loved it. I'll try to read the original story by Doris Lessing this weekend. It traces the close relationship between two young girls, who remain close through adulthood. When one's husband dies, they seemingly become even closer, as do their two young boys. In middle age, their boys grown into beautiful young men, they spend a lot of time together at the beach, which leads them into passionate affairs with each other's son. These affairs last years, until one son drifts into a relationship while away on a work assignment. This results in both deciding to end the affairs, which leaves one son angry and bitter . . . .to the extent that when he discovers his mother's affair with his friend is still on, years into his marriage, he confronts his lover and betrays her and his mother to their two young wives. With their wives and children out of the picture, the boys resume their former honeyed state in the arms of their lover/mothers.

Ahh, watching this . . . middle age just doesn't stand up to the beauty of youth . . . good thing I don't have a son, or a good friend with a beautiful young man for a son . . .