Post Coitum, Brigitte Roüan's second film, reportedly sparked a great deal of controversy in France, perhaps because the movie is so mind-numbingly boring. Roüan directs herself in this tale of a tumultuous affair between a middle-aged, married (with children) book publisher (Roüan) and a ridiculous Latin lover with even-more-ridiculous hair (Boris Terral). While Terral treats the sexual dalliance like any other, Roüan inexplicably falls in love and grows increasingly obsessed with the younger object of her affection. When Terral takes off for good, Roüan goes nuts, losing her husband and children in the process. A subplot regarding an older woman (Francoise Arnoul) who murders her husband with a fork after enduring his infidelity for over 40 years is supposed to raise issues of trust, loyalty, and the courage to admit when a relationship is over. When Roüan's lawyer husband (Philippe Clovier) is hired to defend Arnoul—even as a similar situation is evolving in his own home life—it's supposed to raise issues of denial and insecurity. But the only issue that sticks with you after the lights go up is how little the audience ends up caring about any of the protagonists, and how, for the film's entire running time, you'll secretly wish for Roüan to leap to her death and end it all. Post Coitum doesn't even get that right.