Le genou de Claire

'Claire's Knee' is arguably the most well-known of Rohmer's films, mainly for the attraction of the young girls in it. The title is a come-on and the heterosexual sheep of the sensation seekers follow. It is a clever ploy, but it is not only the girls that the camera lingers over. What of the young men, equally in a state of almost permanent tight swimsuits? When we first see a hand placed on Claire's knee, it is so filmed that we see a double-eroticism: the crotch of the beautiful Gerard Falconetti, as well as Claire. There is a bisexuality of image. And despite famous critics always talking of the girls and women in Rohmer's films, what of the young men in such films as 'Pauline at the Beach', 'The Aviator's wife' , 'My Girlfriend's Boyfriend', 'A Summer's Tale' and 'Full Moon in Paris' where one of his sexiest youths is pivotal to the ending of the film?

All are beautiful young men, and visual proof alone shows that Rohmer chose them as equally for their beauty as the women. As for showing more mature men as sexually attractive beings, they can be seen in many other of his films. I have said recently that Rohmer is my favourite director, and he rarely disappoints. But to return to 'Claire's Knee'. I read the film as a fiction within a fiction. A female author (excellent Aurora Cornu) uses in her way the ambiguous guest played well by Jean Claude-Brialy to find her a story. And once the story of various flirtations and semi-seductions is achieved the film draws to a close. She has her scenario, but Brialy in a scene near the end with a mountain storm breaking, attempts to destroy Claire's love for the young man played by Gerard Falconetti. This is the strongest scene for me in its Laclos-like 'perversity' in reducing her to tears so as to achieve his erotic goal. It is here that we wonder if the whole scenario has been built on questionable truths, and that what people say is certainly not what they are thinking. How much do we create fictions for others? Rohmer, with a light touch and with images bathed in natural beauty (this time by Lake Annecy) seduces us into questioning how much we are self-created fictions. A great film to be watched countless times.