Gemita Samarra in Pressure (2015) in 1080hd

Sylvia Hoeks in La migliore offerta (2013) in 1080hd

Sophie Marceau very naked in Mes nuits sont plus belles que vos jours (1989) in 1080hd

This film is also known as "My Nights Are More Beautiful Than Your Days."

The film begins with a man receiving a diagnosis from his doctor. Lucas is a genius who has invented a completely new computer language. Unfortunately, he also has a disease something like Alzheimer's, which causes his memory to erode. The supreme irony is that a man who invented a language is losing his ability to communicate by language.

Shortly after his diagnosis, he meets an emotionally unstable woman who works as a nightclub medium. They are attracted to one another, so he follows her to a seaside resort where they spend time together. As they fall deeper in love, Lucas also falls deeper into a haze, where is is befuddled by the world, by his own inability to communicate, and by the mysteries of his language, which he babbles like a child who is discovering wordplay and word relationships for the first time.

That basic idea was outstanding, and could have made for a brilliant film if helmed by a controlled and subtle director. Since the male lead was losing his grasp of language and needed an anchor to hold on to, the script could have worked if it made me care about the main female character, and had drawn her as a normal person trying to cope with a surreal situation. Unfortunately, director Andrej Zulawski is one of those guys who goes over-the-top with symbolism and surrealism, so most of the film's potential gets drowned in a sea of pretentiousness and BoHo excess. He made the woman seem to have less grasp of reality than the guy! She seemed to be a deeply disturbed person, possibly even clinically insane, so she was constantly weeping and muttering away about various crazy ideas while the guy was babbling and linking words in free association. Meanwhile, many of the minor background characters were engaged in various loud, abnormal and drug-addled excesses of their own. With no anchor in reality, the film's atmosphere often degenerates into something resembling a carnival fun house, and sets up an insurmountable barrier between the audience and the characters.

The film almost seems like an SCTV parody of modern European art films, It has all the cliches: deserted seaside resorts, a dwarf wearing the official "call for Phillip Morris" outfit, people wearing top hats for no reason, open windows framed by curtains blown dramatically by powerful ocean breezes, long philosophical monologues, a nymphomaniacal mother, gratuitous naked lesbians, a homosexual husband, tragic flashbacks to family tragedies, and various colorful cokeheads screaming at one another.

Too bad. The premise had a lot of potential, but "Mes Nuits" ended up nothing more than a bizarre turtleneck film.

Believe it or not, the alleged source of this story is a beloved romance novel about a couple who meet by chance in a seaside hotel and spend three nights together. I imagine the book's readers would have been thoroughly confused that this aloof, surrealistic tragedy has the same name as the love story they wept over. The novelist,  Raphaële Billetdoux, had the same fear, and insisted that her name be expunged from the credits because the film had nothing to do with her novel other than a few very general ideas and the names of the characters.

Model Myla Dalbesio - various photoshoots

"In My Room: Self Portraits"

Lui magazine, December 2014

Oyster magazine, December 2012

Beaute Madame magazine, May 2016

Pamela Hanson photoshoot

Tush Magazine, Spring-Summer 2015

Unconditional magazine, Fall-Winter 2015