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This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.

There are moments that feel comical, some horrific, and some downright inspiring but the tonal shifts hardly matter as the end results come to a film that's perfect for this time.

In Paris, the successful forty and something year old book editor Diane Clovier (Brigitte Roüan) is married with the lawyer Philippe Clovier (Patrick Chesnais) and they have teenage son and daughter. Diane meets the young engineer Emilio (Boris Terral) that is the roommate of the writer François Narou (Nils Tavernier) that is working with her, and they have an intense love affair. Meanwhile, Philippe is defending their neighbor that has killed her unfaithful husband sticking a fork in his neck and one day he overhears a phone conversation of Diane and her lover. When Emilio ends their affair, Diane gets deeply depressed missing her juvenile love, neglecting her husband and children that leave her. Meanwhile, the novel of François is published and he tries to help his self-indulgent editor to recover her emotional balance and self-esteem."Post Coïtum Animal Triste" is a dramatic romance about a woman in love and desire for a younger man. This film has a great performance of the director / actress Brigitte Roüan but the running time of 97 minutes is too long and the deserved a shorter edition. The situation of Diane, totally neglecting her son and her daughter, is unusual for a mother and I found her an unlikable character. The open conclusion is not clear and I do not know whether the intention of the author is to tell that Diane superseded her situation with her rebirth. I watched this movie on a VHS released by Cult Filmes distributor. My vote is five.Title (Brazil): "Post Coïtum Animal Triste" ("Post Coitum Sad Animal")

This is really a nice story, very true as my own experience, I believe anyone who ever been to that state or close to, things might go so tragic like that, The film is a truly reminder for all of us ---don't ever be that way when you fall in love, the ending could be whole lot different and you can get more than what it could offer. Self loving is always the infinity, the forever lesson for all of us to learn and stand on foot with it this life. We fall, then we grow. Brigitte Rouan is really a talent, she deserves more recognition than this film did. Great work as a female director, we need more of them like she is. Working on a project that might call her soul and she did it faithfully.

Maybe this would be a better movie if I spoke French. Although, actually I prefer subtitled movies to dubbed ones. The film wasn't awful, it just wasn't good. It bored me. I can point to no part or cast or crew that was any better or any worse than the whole. Don't waste your time. Grade: D-

The movie is at its best when it just captures the feverish substance of her passion, which it does vividly and candidly with a striking lack of self-consciousness on Rouan's part. But in its specifics, particularly in how it sets up the various male reactions to her behavior, the movie often seems somewhat schematic and labored, if not tedious. Her husband is defending a woman who stabbed her husband in the neck because of his affair - as he practices and prepares for her defence he copes with his growing knowledge of Rouan's adultery, and in that process can't help but argue in mitigation of his own wife; the mechanism seems clunky, if only because high-profile murders are such overly familiar, convenient thematic vessels for one thing or the other. The inspiration she provides to her main writer (who names his book after her description of a man's sweat) is too easy an external validation rather than a riding of the waves she creates for herself. The scenes of her trashed state are too much decrepit chic. Not that the overall trajectory doesn't more or less work, but the film constantly seems to be battling its own limitations, the restrictions it places on its central turbulence. The ending certainly seemed to me a very melodramatic signaling of redemption.