
Crazed with grief after his wife commits suicide, Paul, an American expatriate, roams the streets of Paris till, at the same time as apartment searching, he faces Jeanne, an unknown female across an empty room. Brutally, without a word, he rapes the quickly-compliant stranger. It must had been hit-and-run intercourse, however Paul stays at the scene of the erotic accident. While arranging his wife’s funeral, Paul rentals the apartment wherein he is to satisfy the puzzled girl for a chain of frenzied afternoons. “No names right here,” he roughly tells her, setting up the policies of the game. They are to shut out the arena outside, forfeit their pasts and their identities. Paul degrades Jeanne in each feasible manner, leveling all her inhibitions into sheer brutality. Paul is quickly dissatisfied with mere possession of her body; he ought to additionally have her mind. When she rejects his mad love to enter a cushty marriage together with her dull fiancé, Paul sooner or later confesses: “I love you, you dummy.” tt0070849