This one is not the first and not the last film about domestic violence but in my opinion, there can never be too many. The statistics showed this was especially common during Covid, when people stayed at home and their demons grew wilder. However, this one has nothing to do with lockdowns: it methodically and chronologically describes the classical story, and we see all the stages - first lies, feeling discomfort, alienation from social life, apprehension, guilt, desperation, danger, fear of the truth being revealed, guilt again, fear of physical assault, helplessness, panic, terror. Both the film itself and Melville Poupaud and Virginie Efira's acting show us how terrible it can be and that there's a way out of the nightmare the moment you realize you're in danger. In the movie, that happened quite late but hopefully this film will help someone to see the signs and end this horror earlier.
Review of Just the Two of Us
