Awkward transliteration aside, Luca Guadagnino's I Am Love (Io Sono L'amore) beautifully sates the foreign film trinity of food, sex and death and makes for a lovely Lady Chatterley-dodge from the swelter of a summer afternoon.
Swinton is brilliant, of course, as are the others.
Recommended.
(Plan to eat out afterward. Somewhere amazing.)
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