Opening my eyes, there she stood by my bedside as naked as she was born, exposing all the beauties of her figure to my enraptured gaze, but what attracted me was not the sight of the ivory globes of her swelling breast, but lower down, where the mount of Venus was shaded by a profusion of curly reddish golden hair, just beneath which I knew was concealed the warm cleft which had afforded me such infinite joy the previous night.
But there are some amazing moments in the film that still hold up well and manage to move me tremendously.
The film beautifully captures the angst, the verve, the passion and pain of love.