Loving
How many films from the late 1960s on into the 1970s asked us to sympathize or at least identify with a middle aged white guy who, despite having a beautiful, loving wife and family just couldn't keep his pants zipped? Sometimes these protagonists cum antiheroes also had successful careers. But it was all just never enough. It reflected (and I'm sure, reflects) real life. It was a man's world. Films about women in such a role seemed fewer and far between. Truthfully, my sympathies are lacking for either gender. One of the few things for which I have a conservative point of view is fidelity. Movies often tend to provide some apologia for the cheating spouse. 1970's LOVING is a refreshingly blunt, unsentimental depiction of said male angst. Perhaps Brooks Wilson (George Segal) never really wanted a wife and kids. Maybe he just wanted to create art and bed younger women. Or maybe he likes the thrill of having an affair...
